Not Without My Daughter
Oh, the Not Without My Daughter book and movie tears me up. This book and movie came out in my life at a pivotal time for our family. It parallels some things that are hard to explain without violating great privacy.
The Movie and Book are Quite Different
The same people (for the most part) and many of the same scene descriptions are the same. The difference is that they are placed in different parts of the movie. In addition, the escape happened in the dead of a horrific winter storm. In the film, however, it is in the dead of heat.
I have read this book before. Alas, I will probably reread it. I can close my eyes and see the interactions of these people. My mind cannot fathom the depths of what this mother went through in Iran and back home. They continued to struggle, even when home. This was because of fear. The threats that Dr. Mahmoody made were genuine and viable. He was capable.
A Part that Impresses Me
Watching Betty Mahmoody or Mahtob Mahmoody’s interviews, you see them recount the events. Yet, they seem to have peace. They talk about forgiveness yet caution. Also, you will hear Mahtob (in her book My Name is Mahtob) states Betty never talked ugly about her father.
She reminded Mahtob of the “daddy” she knew growing up. She told her the things that they did together. Also, she told her daughter, as she got older, that she was free to choose to talk to him. Communicate. It would be okay because he loves Mahtob, and Betty never doubted that.
In a Time
While their safety was still uncertain (until Moody’s death), they could both forgive. Beautifully, they could enjoy the memories of what was before Iran.
Their reliance on Jesus through it all was inspiring. That is perseverance. They have taken tragedy and turned it into God’s glory.