I Am Silenced Interrupted - A Griever's Confession: Confession

A few days ago, her face was on a billboard in Times Square. This morning, she woke up thinking about graves.I Am Silence Interrupted: A Griever's Confession is unlike any grief book you have ever held. It is not a guide. It is not a formula. It is a confession - a memoir told in mosaic: lyrical essays, poems, sonnets, haiku, a psalm, spoken word, and pages bold enough to carry a single word.Trevilia Hodge was raised in a family fluent in silence - where secrets were kept like Sunday dresses, where a child could run a household before her hands were grown, and where the truth was the only thing left unprotected. She has attended nearly three hundred funerals. She has buried parents, a child, a great love - and, hardest of all, the versions of herself built for seasons she outgrew.This book is what happened when she stopped keeping the family's oldest heirloom: the hush. Moving through seven movements - The Keeping, The Naming, The Unlearning, The Leaving, The Meeting, The Loving, The Rising - these pages travel from a blue house on a corner in New Jersey to the marinas of Barcelona, from a mother's deathbed apology to a one-word memoir that will stop your breath. Read it front to back, and a life assembles itself in order. Open it to any page, and a single piece will stand up and tell you its whole truth.And if you don't call yourself a griever - stay anyway. We have all buried more than people.