林間漫步

The watercolor illustrations perfectly capture the quiet sadness and hope of a boy processing grief—I actually felt a lump in my throat when he finds that hidden object in the woods. My son asked me to read it twice in a row, which never happens with other books.

The way the story opens with that raw anger in front of the mirror felt so real—it pulled me right into the boy's head. I read it in one sitting and it really helped me process my own feelings about loss.

The sparse, poetic language in the opening pages immediately pulled me in—the boy staring in the mirror after the funeral felt painfully real. My own son lingered on that spread for a long time without me saying a word. It’s a quiet, powerful book that opens up hard conversations naturally.