Elaine Pereira’s novel, I Will Never Forget, is hands down one of the most beautiful and poignant memoir I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading.
I Will Never Forget follows one mother’s spiraling journey into dementia through her loving daughters’ eyes. Pereira gives you the good and the bad, the before and after, to help you connect with her mother as a person, versus someone suffering from a debilitating illness. She gives you relevant “befores” in the form of memories from her childhood in which her mother was healthy and teaching her daughter the life lessons she would need later. The “afters” are successively sad recounts of moments where her mother, Betty, went from being a voracious and active woman to someone who couldn’t remember where she put her Cochlear processor.
Her jumps in time are seamlessly blended together, well-paced, and they take you on a rollercoaster of emotions the whole way through. You get a little giggle of warmth in your belly when Betty is helping her daughter care for an abandoned baby bunny. The later on, your stomach drops and you’re left mystified, horrified and a little angry when Pereira finds out that—through hospital negligence—Betty was left outside, bruised from a fall, in twenty-degree weather wearing nothing but a bathrobe!
Very rarely do I find a book I can find little to no fault with, and I’m very happy to say that I Will Never Forget certainly falls into that category. I honestly cannot say a single bad thing about this novel. Except for maybe the fact that I didn’t get to read it sooner.