‘Things I Want My Daughters To Know’-Elizabeth Noble

 

About the book
Author	Elizabeth Noble
Picture of the Author
ISBN	978-0-141-03001-2
Price [INR]	350/-
Pages	438
Main Plot	Letters and Journal left for daughters of a deceased mother. Things that the mother wanted to speak to her daughters, to share with them as women, to guide them when they will most need her and she knows she’ll not be there by their side.
No. of Characters	5(+1)
Tone of writing	Sounding real life, straight from the heart.
My take on the book
Review	>A book that will touch your heart. Will give you idea of something that you would want to do for your daughter(s) when you leave them behind.>A mother’s heart tore open and laid in front of the daughters, separately, to cherish the thoughts and words their mother wanted them to know of. >The book has passing on of woman wisdom, sharing of girly secrets, revealing of dark life patches, and expressing the deep love that a mother can hold in her heart for her daughters. >The book will take you through the emotions, you’ll smile, feel sentimental and will make you cry, at least it did this to me, especially towards the end of it, when Mark raises toast for Lisa & Andy! >It is a simple, written-from-heart book. Noble has crafted all the characters very well and they go absolutely well with the story line. >I would not say I loved the book, like I’ve read the raving reviews and heard from friends about it, but I would say it is a good book, one should read sometime in her life. >I also felt that the book could have been organized a little more than it is now. The slicing of chapters and the flow of story could have looked better than this, although this doesn’t mean right now it is crap,eh! >Nevertheless, a heart warming, mother to daughter, sister to sister and most importantly a woman to woman book! >Leaving you with the best part of the entire book: Do not stand at my grave n weep I’m not there I do not sleep I’m a thousand winds that blow I’m the diamond light on snow I’m the sunlight on the ripened grain I’m the gently falling autumn rain When u wake in the morning hush I’m the swift up lighting rush Of quite birds in circling light I’m the soft star at night Do not stand at my grave and cry I’m not there I did not die!!!