Mackenzie Privett

When I was a young girl, my very first best friend passed away at a family picnic by drowning. I didn’t understand what it meant at the time for someone to never come back, but I remember my mother’s tears, and I understood that. When this book first came out my mum bought it for me for Christmas. It has since been my favourite book of all time. The grieving Suzy went through helped me know I wasn’t the only child who couldn’t seem to wrap their head around the death of another child. This book helped the little girl inside me understand the emotions I felt all those years ago, healing a part of me I didn’t know was still sore. If you have a child (or inner child) who struggles with understanding the depth of emotions associated with death, I highly suggest this book.