Comfort: A Journey Through Grief

by Ann Hood

Book Overview

In 2002, Ann Hood's five-year-old daughter Grace died suddenly from a virulent form of strep throat. Stunned and devastated, the family searched for comfort in a time when none seemed possible. Hood--an accomplished novelist--was unable to read or write. She could only reflect on her lost daughter--"the way she looked splashing in the bathtub ... the way we sang 'Eight Days a Week.'" One day, a friend suggested she learn to knit. Knitting soothed...

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 039333659X
• ISBN13: 9780393336597
• Release Date: May 2009
• Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
• Length: 194 Pages
• Weight: 0.35 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.6" x 4.4" x 7.1"

Customer Reviews

one of the best grief memoirs

Hood's memoir of her journey through grief following her daughter's sudden death is exquisitely written. Her writing screams with anguish and rage, pleads and begs for understanding, and totally captivates. As a bereaved grandmother, I connected with every word, every emotion, every response. She details the drive to make sense of what happened, from both a medical point of view as well as a spiritual one. The contradictory desire of the bereaved to both withdraw and reach out is eloquently described. Even the size of the book is appropriate- a small, compact book which fits easily into hands aching to hold a child. This book would be a wonderful gift for a grieving family. I also recommend it to those who truly care and are trying to comprehend the grief a bereaved friend feels. Hood's pain is so palpable at times that it seems to leap off the page, yet the book shimmers with love, hope and ultimately, comfort.

Thank you Ann Hood

Ann Hood's memoir is a brave, honest, heartbreaking account of her daughter's death, and the family's never-ending aftermath of grief. Of course it's difficult to read about a mother's worst nightmare, but what comes through the most in this book is the human spirit's ability to go on. No, time does not heal, a grieving mother will not ever heal, will not ever stop missing her child. But, as Ann shows us, life continues to evolve, and eventually we are there to discover it's wonders again.

A tear-stained hour with 'Comfort' will keep any parent straight for months.

"Comfort" is a very great book. I don't think most people would read it if I paid them. Consider: In April of 2002, Ann Hood's 5-year-old daughter spiked a fever. Rushed to the hospital, Grace was diagnosed with the kind of strep that ravages internal organs. In less than 48 hours, this sparkling, smart, cute, funny, loving girl --- a kid who embodied the entire glossary of childhood wonderfulness --- was dead. You often hear: "There's nothing worse than burying a child." Reading about it when the author is a master isn't much better. Hood sugarcoats nothing. The book --- a love letter to a child forever missing --- starts with a chapter of all the things people tell grieving parents. Time heals. Give away her clothes, clean out her room. Take this drug. Have you read this? You look better. And, because Hood had published some novels: Are you writing this down? She does. Here. Finally. And, at the start, literally: Only the lies people tell me. There are no words for the size of this grief. And the greatest of these lies? Time heals. But Ann Hood doesn't heal. That's the plot of this 180-page memoir. Oh, she bought a journal, but she couldn't write, couldn't read, couldn't focus, couldn't cook, couldn't couldn't couldn't. If she didn't have a husband and a son, she might have drowned in a pool of tears. And then there is the problem of time. Grace was so alive, she died so fast, where did she go? In memory, more real than the present, she's right here. But to step into her room, to drive past her school, to hear one of her favorite songs by The Beatles --- here come those tears again. Someone pushes Hood to take up knitting. Well, why not? She fills a small room with yarn. And then: "I picked up my knitting needles. I cast on, counting my stitches. Then I swam, Gracie. I tried to swim to the other side of grief." Does she make it? Well, she cooks pasta --- the shells that Gracie had loved --- and "the food did bring us comfort." There are desperate, hot, clinging nights with her husband. There is --- no surprise --- a frantic effort to get an explanation from a god who seems heartbreakingly silent. There's the graveside scene that is mercifully just a paragraph. And, though she doesn't say it here, she writes a novel, "The Knitting Circle", about a woman whose only child dies. And then....but I don't want to spoil the ending. [If you must know, a Very Good Thing happens.] Everything changes. And then, some days, it's back to square one. "Grief doesn't have a plot," Hood writes. "It isn't smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end." This is not an easy book to get through, and when you have, as we do, a 6-year-old girl in the next room, it's even worse. But I'm damn glad I read "Comfort". It's real and unadorned --- Ann Hood puts you in the room. This is great writing precisely because this isn't Writing, just a record of constant horror, occasional relief, and the power of time. But enduring a book like this just for the w

A Loving Portrait of Unspeakable Grief

The courage it took for author Ann Hood to put into words a wordless grief merits more than five stars. But the fact that Ms. Hood has accomplished this with complete honesty and unalterable love, using the skilled craft she has so beautifully mastered makes this little book a giant. To lose a child is the worst sorrow a parent can know, particularly when that loss is sudden. What the author does is guide the reader through her process - from the numbing shock and its devastating aftermath, how it affects her as a mother, what it means to her family, to her sense of spirituality, to her marriage, to her every day life as she knew it then and knows it now, and the reaction from friends and complete strangers. This book is a tribute to a special little girl who loved the Beatles, cucumber slices, art, and dancing. It serves as a gift to those who might have staggered under the unbearable and lonely journey through intense sorrow. Hood's honesty with her reader keeps this book on track. She offers no solutions, but she does offer hope. And she offers her readers comfort in the passage of time, in the love and support of family and friends, and a way to move forward into a different framework that contains light and love, while holding on to the memory of someone beloved. This is an incredible book. I wish Ann Hood and her family all of the best and I thank her for the heart it took to weave this book together.

A Treasure to Share with a Friend in Need

Ann Hood has experienced the worst grief of all - the death of a child. Hood first shared her story of loss and redemption through her best selling novel, The Knitting Circle. Comfort - A Journey Through Grief is the true story of how Hood has mourned the death of her five year old daughter, Grace. It is a book to share with someone who needs consolation in the time of death.