My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I’m so glad NetGalley made this English translation of Bussola’s original Italian available for an early read!
Delightful. Poignant. Real. Funny. Vulnerable. Human.
I could stop there, but that would do this a disservice. I understand that the stories in here are from Bussola’s Facebook posts about his life with three daughters and being a father. They are brilliant, heartwarming, candid…okay, more adjectives… Here’s a snippet, from when his six year old was asking how someone blind could love (there’s more to the story…):
“So love is like music, Daddy?”
“Sort of, yes. But you can’t feel it through your ears.”
“Well, how then?”
“Well, through everything. Even your nose. Yours Hands. Your feet.”
“No way! How can you feel it with your feet?”
“I’ll give you an example. You know hat girlfriends do to their boyfriends, to test whether they really love them? Your mom always did it to me.”
“At the beginning, when I used to go to her house, or she would come to mine, and she slept over, your mom would always put her freezing feet on my back or my legs.”
“And what did you do?”
“I left them there and warmed them.”
“But didn’t they make you really cold?”
“A little, sure.”
“So when Mommy put her feet on you, you heard music, Daddy?”