Status Updates From Farewell, My Orange

Crying. So well written. “But my daughter's death was no joke, no lie, and it has smothered my head deep under a whiteness impenetrable as ash. It is the reality of this unbearable sorrow, looming over me like a silently building snowdrift, higher and higher with each passing day, that has finally made me a mother.”

August is women in translation month and I am so ready!

Damnnnn
I loving it right now might be my first 5