Do we live with a ghost heart part of our lives? On occasion, I've painfully longed for the country of my birth, and for my parents. Is this a manifestation of the ghost heart? Always, the feelings subside and I go on living. Perhaps the ghost heart hasn't found a comfortable host in my breast. Soon, my son will go away to college. Will I be able to send him off with the ghost heart? Will I be strong enough to keep my real heart intact while this enormous part of my life moves away to start a life of his own? God, I pray so.
Anyway, I hope you get a chance to read this book, if for no other reason that the prose is beautifully evocative. This is definitely a 2-hankie read. Enjoy a good cry!