One winter morning, author Wolfgang Hermann's adolescent son appeared dead, unexpectedly, in his bed. Hermann withdrew into himself and wasn't able to write about this terrible loss until more than 10 years later, in these pages. This is a poignant story of the author's process of resurrection in the wake of his pain, and his attempts to make life bearable again. Una ma???ana de invierno, el hijo adolescente de Wolfgang Hermann apareci??? muerto, inesperadamente, en la cama. Este acontecimiento distorsion??? toda la vida ...
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One winter morning, author Wolfgang Hermann's adolescent son appeared dead, unexpectedly, in his bed. Hermann withdrew into himself and wasn't able to write about this terrible loss until more than 10 years later, in these pages. This is a poignant story of the author's process of resurrection in the wake of his pain, and his attempts to make life bearable again. Una ma???ana de invierno, el hijo adolescente de Wolfgang Hermann apareci??? muerto, inesperadamente, en la cama. Este acontecimiento distorsion??? toda la vida del autor, el padre, aisl???ndolo de la vida exterior y sumi???ndolo en un fr???o intenso y doloroso. Hermann no pudo escribir sobre aquella terrible p???rdida hasta pasados m???s de diez a???os... El fruto fueron estas hermosas y estremecedoras p???ginas. Que no s???lo narran aquella experiencia, sino tambi???n el proceso de ???resurrecci???n??? que tuvo que afrontar el propio autor para sobrevivir al dolor, para hacer que la vida volviera a ser, al menos, soportable. Un libro bell???simo donde la naturaleza (el jard???n, el bosque, la monta???a) sirve como espejo, a trav???s de las estaciones, del paso del tiempo en el alma y de las etapas de la reconstrucci???n vital.
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