Although it was only 58 pages long, this did take me a while to get through, 90 minutes more or less. I just felt my heart getting heavier and heavier as the letter progressed.

The letter describes the thoughts of the author as he saw his mother on her deathbed. He thinks back to his childhood, adolescence and adult life. His mother is quite a person. It’s sad that he didn’t manage to have her version of events. It’s sad because all he has of her are his interpretations as much as he tries to understand her and her actions.

It’s sad because in a different time, at a different place, maybe he would have gotten the answers.

We live in a time where people are more open about their feelings. I thrash it out with my family every once in a while. It’s hard but it’s so necessary because your own interpretations of the situation are skewed. How can you pretend to understand another person’s stand without having a discussion with them?

I’m glad I live in this time, at this place.  There’s nothing more regretful than words left unsaid.

Overall, a good read. Sad, but good. 4/5 because there are quite a few characters. Georges Simenon has a lot of relatives and although it’s not really important to know who is who – is it a brother or a cousin -, for you can still get by, it did very, very slightly take me out of the story. This is a book I’ll keep.


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