When my four year old grandchild blows bubbles, she says she thinks the bubbles float over the stars. I ask her what she means, and she says she thinks the bubbles float very high. I ask if they float as high as the stars, and she says they do. I then ask her if they float over the stars, and she says they do. She feels profoundly heard, and this is a gift that I as her grandmother can give her.
In July 2006 Jeffrey Kagan’s mother died. In December his niece matriculated. Kagan began to wonder what his mother would have wanted to say to . her grandchild on such an occasion had she been alive. These ponderings led to the production of this remarkable book.