This book scared me. Made me laugh. Made me want to cry. Amazed me by Nash’s honesty and no holds barred way of telling her story. I may read it again, only this time, I’ll read more slowly instead of rushing to find out what happened next.
You get an idea of the story to come when you read the opening paragraph in the Prologue:
Abel came into the kitchen while I was scrambling some eggs. “I’m going to kill you with a big knife,” he said shyly.Nash is brave. Her story is told without sugar coating – for her or for Abel. And anyone who believes a woman who adopts a child cannot feel the same depth of love for that child as a woman who gave birth to a child should read this book.
Raising Abel is the most honest memoir I’ve read. I most definitely give Raising Abel a rating of Hel-of-a-Story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FTC Disclaimer: The author made this book available for me to download. Although I thought that was very nice of her, it did not influence my review. I was influenced by Carolyn Nash’s perseverance, her commitment to loving Abel, and her honesty not just about Abel but about herself. By the end, I wanted her to write the next story of her and Abel. I want to know where their lives go from here. I also want my family not to search the house for Christmas presents while I’m at Barnes & Noble wrapping gifts to raise funds for the Bess Whitehead Scott Scholarship Fund. To anyone not in my family, but looking for places to hide gifts, I recommend the freezer, the attic, the dirty clothes hamper, and the cleaning supply cabinet.