I am suffering my first, severe attack of nostalgia, or tesknota - a word that adds to nostalgia the tonalities of sadness and longing. It is a feeling whose shades and degrees I'm destined to know intimately, but at this hovering moment, it comes upon me like a visitation from a whole new geography of emotions, an annunciation of how much an absence can hurt.

I'm just starting this memoir and so far I'm enjoying it. Love the themes of fear and courage. Not a fan of cold weather. :) Yes, I know I live in Canada.

I am loving this book!