Former journalist and Ohio native Joanne Huist Smith heeds the age-old advice to “write what you know” and delivers a personal memoir about the “hap-happiest time of the year” when so many people struggle with sadness and loss. In The 13th Gift, Smith writes about facing Christmas with her three children just a few months after their father’s death. Her story is sweet, kind, and hopeful–three things I always like to feel, especially at the holidays.
As Christmas approaches, Smith can’t bring herself to decorate, buy gifts, or celebrate at all. Her loss is too fresh and too large. Left on her own, she’d ignore Christmas and all its eager good cheer this year even though she typically celebrates with zest. But she is not left to herself. Some “true friends” coax the family into the holiday spirit with a unique take on the 12 days of Christmas. Small, anonymous gifts appear on the family’s doorstep each day, building on the 12 days theme. It is a sweet distraction, a little mystery, and a gentle insistence that kindness and caring are there for us even in our saddest times.
Smith’s memoir reads like a novel, and I had to remind myself that it is a true story. Kind strangers really did go out of their way to help her family, and that truth is what makes this short book worth reading.
“I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review.”
Let yourself be reminded, today and everyday, that the 13th Gift is powerful, abundant, and real.

