Losing Tim

I cannot express my gratitude to Ms. Burroway for writing this soul-searching book, a comfort to no one yet a blessing for all, or express my sorrow for the children we Americans sent to survive as best they could a dishonorable and unnecessary war.

Bob Shacochis, National Book Award recipient, author of The Woman Who Lost Her Soul

Burroway—a masterful shaper of stories—examines the loss of her son with an archeologist’s precision and care…This book brings a piercing clarity to what it means to lose, to grieve, to give everything, and to love.

Marya Hornbacher, author of Madness, a Bipolar Life, and The Center of Winter

We tend in America to look for change in epiphanic moments. We want the instant diet, the meteoric success, the Ravishing, an Aha! of healing. But moving on is not a sprint, and not really a triumph of the human spirit. It is the doggedness of the world at your doorstep, doggedly knocking. One day you find you have read two consecutive paragraphs. One day you find you are angry not at the universe but at the local bank. One day you laugh, and quickly apologize to the beloved dead. One day a memory comes back shorn of grief, bearing only sweetness.