HERE AFTER

A debut memoir about all-consuming grief.

During the Covid-19 pandemic, Lin’s husband, Kurtis, died suddenly while participating in a virtual half-marathon, with no identifiable cause of death. In this powerful exploration, the author poignantly translates the depths of her grief, its steady beat of pain, and its ever attendant tears. While navigating her husband’s cremation and memorial, Lin also learned that she was facing her own threatening health condition. Thus, during the early days of her widowhood, she had to deal with her own treatments and recovery. She recounts this time period in short, deceptively simple sections, laying bare the searing emotion and absurd logistics that filled the days, months, and years that followed her husband’s death. The author masterfully intertwines these sections with vignettes depicting her life and relationship with Kurtis, from their first dates through mundane meal prep during marriage. These scenes also are open and stripped down, arguably as tender as the passages about grief, exposing an abiding, all-absorbing love. “Everyone is so afraid of grief,” writes Lin, “and this fear is dangerous to the grieving.” While this text does not remove that fear—indeed, it may compound readers’ discomfort by making the blistering agony of another person’s loss so unavoidable—it does reveal the danger of not holding space for the bereaved. In allowing herself to sit in both the sadness and the beauty of her love story, and inviting readers into her isolation, Lin stakes a claim on empathy that is not about regaining strength and moving on, but rather about merely surviving by opening a window that prevents acute grief from exploding. As the author navigates the wake of her inexplicable loss, readers will be both humbled by and grateful for the way she brings us into her world.

A beautifully visceral and emotionally intimate depiction of young widowhood.