A few days ago, I sent a package of books to the reviewers, to friends whose parents have died and used the book to organize their family member's funerals, and to my Dad.
Today, I received a call from my Dad. He was calling to let me know that he started the book and couldn't put it down. He told me the book was beautiful and that he really loved the way it was written.
You might think: "well, he's her Dad, so he would have to say this." But, this isn't the case. My Dad, who likes for me to call him Ronnie, is light on complements. So, this really holds a lot of meaning.
It's a nice moment to get this kind of validation. A proud moment for me. One I will treasure.
Donna Vincent Roa
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