by Sonali Deraniyagala
from Amazon: “On the morning of December 26, 2004, on the
southern coast of Sri Lanka, Sonali Deraniyagala lost her parents, her husband,
and her two young sons in the tsunami she miraculously survived. In this brave
and searingly frank memoir, she describes those first horrifying moments and
her long journey since. She has written an engrossing, unsentimental,
beautifully poised account: as she struggles through the first months following
the tragedy, furiously clenched against a reality that she cannot face and
cannot deny; and then, over the ensuing years, as she emerges reluctantly,
slowly allowing her memory to take her back through the rich and joyous life
she’s mourning, from her family’s home in London, to the birth of her children,
to the year she met her English husband at Cambridge, to her childhood in
Colombo; all the while learning the difficult balance between the almost
unbearable reminders of her loss and the need to keep her family, somehow,
still alive within her.”
Note: This is a
harrowing book to read. It gives new
meaning to G.M. Hopkins’
lines “No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,/More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.”
If you have courage…read Wave.
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