Stories born from love, loss, healing, and hope.
Babette Canacari writes with honesty, heart, and the belief that even after life changes everything, healing can still find us.
Meet Babette
Babette Canacari is a mother, grandmother, storyteller, and woman who has learned to hold both joy and sorrow in the same hands. She values quiet mornings, deep conversations, family, resilience, and creating spaces where people feel seen. Through every season of life, she continues to believe that healing often begins when we feel less alone.
Her debut memoir, Glimpses of Me, invites readers into the raw and beautiful journey of finding yourself after life changes everything.
Glimpses of Me
If you have ever carried grief quietly, rebuilt yourself slowly, or wondered who you were becoming after heartbreak, Glimpses of Me was written with you in mind.
What one early reader shared after reading a chapter from Glimpses of Me
“The Day Heaven Celebrates Too is something I wish everyone could read.”
— April, one of the first readers
Beyond the Book
Beyond the pages of Glimpses of Me, Babette Canacari continues her commitment to healing, hope, and connection through meaningful community work. She is the co-founder of The Healing Home Retreat and founder of Ride for Hope, creating spaces where remembrance, support, and healing can grow.
Reader Reflections
★★★★★
I bought your book early this morning and read it on my flight home.
Bawled on this plane. Thanks for sharing your story. As someone dealing with grief in a very different form than you, I felt seen in my grief journey in way I’ve never been able to explain. So thank you.
I don’t live in Denver anymore, but your tall friend Jake plans to make the 4 hour ride north to make it for the ride this year. Look forward to hopefully another photo and a hug if I can steal one.
Jake’s additional response:
Well I’ve read a lot of grief books since losing my Dad almost two years ago. And this one smoked any of those. First time I felt like I read how to carry forward instead of just buck up and move on.
I’m heading into what I call my dreaded 3 weeks. The last time I saw him. The last phone call. The last I love you text. The last laugh. All those things that many people call me silly for knowing and caring about. But just really made me retreat and go backwards last year. So I figured from what I knew about you, maybe your book would kick that time off nicely. And it did, so thank you again for sharing!
~Jake
★★★★★
If I can offer you this: I recommend you get a copy and let it sit on your table as long as you need to. Decide your best time of day to absorb the tough emotions. (Mine was morning before everyone was awake and I knew I could distract myself once it was time to get moving).
If it gets difficult, throw that book down and say “oh hell no, I’m not prepared for that today”.
There was one morning where I just needed to take in a short portion and let it simmer.
I sent the book to my mom and she read half of it in the first day. The thing that I appreciate about it is that it’s reflective. It was like listening to your best friend and relating. Even though the topic is so painful, you see their need to let out the stories that not everyone wants to or is prepared to hear. You feel supportive and seen at the same time.
Strangely, I felt some guilt that I hadn’t found some of the dark places it took me too. Not in the sense of sad but of the places I was afraid to go and let myself think about.
~April
★★★★★