by Kris Radish
2 out of 5 stars
For anyone who has dealt with loss, especially to cancer, this book is at times oddly comforting. It's basically about death being part of life, and how you can choose to embrace that fact (or not) while still celebrating the human spirit, life, love, smelling the flowers, etc. as a way to honor the one you've lost. The notion of a traveling funeral itself is entertaining, but it's just so very "chick flick" and even preposterous at times, that it's hard not to roll your eyes at the saccharine silliness of it all. Or maybe I'm just cynical. While Radish has moments when her writing shines, it's often bogged down by a lot of affectation and way too much estrogen, which is distracting at best.
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