Once I began reading Twelve, I couldn’t stop.
I was captivated by her words and felt every teardrop of her grief. We are not taught how to grieve but Austin’s choice to document and share the first year of mourning her Mother’s death, is a beautiful way to begin.
Her words inspire, comfort and sting. The pages are bursting with humanity and honesty. Austin never fails to impress me; she has the innate ability to turn pain into something beautiful to remember.