From being unconscionably raped as a young girl, to living through her parents' divorce, to leaving her home by the sea… Follow Nava through her life in the Kibbutz, the news of her mother’s lung cancer, her father’s untimely death, and her 10 year journey to reunite her Holocaust family. She overcomes all odds to reach the pinnacle of the mountain with the love of her life… only to feel her elation turn to heartache. Her lessons learned along the way are a guideline for all of us, to a happier, healthier, more successful life. This emotional rollercoaster is a must read for anyone who has suffered their own tragedies or indignities in life. Or is seeking guidance for those that are inevitably ahead.
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Triumph Over Tears by Nava Chernoff is a moving autobiography that takes the reader through the many emotional twists and turns of her life. Some ups and downs will keep the reader turning the pages to find out how that particular situation will turn out. Not only are Nava's experiences told, but there are resources shared for the reader to reach out for help should they be experiencing similar circumstances. Nava Chernoff shares a compelling point when she says: “Your first step to recovery is to stop the abuser! There is no justified reason to abuse anyone!” (Chernoff, 2018. P. 31). Years later the abuser was confronted and asked for forgiveness. The reader can quickly connect with the writing and how the events impacted the author’s life.
There is excellent detail concerning the courtship, marriage, and children that would come into Nava’s life. This is where the reader feels a secure connection to her love for her family as well as sorrow for some loss. Soon she falls in love with a man from the US and tells her husband she wants a divorce and is moving to the US. There she finds herself with a man 40 years older than her and two children to raise in a new country. There are many financial ups and downs, but the commitment of love and marriage survived until Tom’s death. This is a great story of endurance, love, patience, and acceptance. This should be a source of encouragement for others who may be going through difficulties in life, wondering if there will be any solution to their situation. This is a great read.”
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July 19 at 10:18 PM ·
TRIUMPH OVER TEARS
You know how you flit from subject to subject in a long conversation getting to know an interesting friend? Well this book is like that.
Nava is an Israeli Jewess who moved to America with her two kids and her husband-to-be when she was around 26. English is not her first language and it shows, but you fall in love with her as she tells her life's story overcoming one hard situation at a time.
Like in a one-on-one conversation, she skips around from subject to subject in loosely chronological order. Her being raped as a child, living in a kibbutz, her love of animals and interactions with important people in her life. After a deathbed promise to her father, she explains an extraordinary and frustrating 10 year but ultimately succesful search for her father's siblings who were separated during WWII.
She speaks frankly about problems in her first marriage and her complete and utter devotion to her second husband, who was 40 years her senior and her utter loss when he died.
Her message to people is to yes, cry, but then shake yourself off and move forward because you just HAVE to.
I was utterly charmed by this still young woman.
TRIUMPH OVER TEARS
I have learned from past experience that it is better not to leave untold
words behind. Most often it turns out to be too late to express them. We are
staying with the thoughts “I should have said…” forever. I have found this
opportunity to express those words.
To the woman who helped me to become who I am today. I don't think you
truly understand how much I value your opinions. Even when I do not agree with
you, I appreciate, and respect, your advice.
All my life you have been watching over me attentively. Sometimes I
grunted. Most of the times I accepted your advice. I remember one of my friends
in the Kibbutz said “Really, you are going to ask your mom?” “Yes” I replied.
Most of my peers didn’t exchange “Good morning” with their parents, let alone
questions about birth control options.
We didn’t always see a situation the same way. I realized if I would share my
opinion, you might act differently. For that I am sorry. I am sorry for not telling
you when I was thirteen and had to take the early bus to Jerusalem that I wanted
you to wake up with me. You knew you could trust me to be on time, that I
probably do not need you, because I am responsible. For six months every time I
left home I cried. I know you expected me to share everything with you. I did with
most, but at age thirteen, and already very independent, I didn’t want you to
think I was weak.
I am sorry for not telling you when I was a child that I was being raped. I
have seen your painful expression when I told you for the first time; felt your
frustration that you didn’t know, and therefore could not do anything to end it.
I am sorry for not expressing my pain when my first marriage was falling
apart. I know, you knew how important it was for me to succeed, and you may
have had a secret trick up your sleeve.
For all the things I did not do and all the words I did not say, I am sorry.
You overlooked my faults and helped to polish my perfections. Now that I
am a mother I realize that it’s not all joy and happiness. It comes with
responsibilities, sacrifice, and is not always an easy job to do.
I am really grateful to have you as my mom. I am thankful for being raised by
a woman as strong and as beautiful as you. I am thankful for always being there
whenever I needed you. I am thankful for being taught to be strong, to stand for
my rights, to have a voice, to stand tall, to defend the weak, to fight the wicked,
to feed the hungry, to be humble, to be kind. But above all to be honest, act with
integrity, and allow my humanity to show through with transparency.
I remember those lessons, but it was your actions as much as your words.
When our neighbor came down every Friday, at a remarkable time when the soup
was boiling and the house smelled from roasting chicken. She asked for sugar
and left with a pot of cooked soup for her children. She never asked for it, but
you always handed her the soup when she left. When the elderly couple below us
put their garbage outside their door. You would take it to the main garbage
container. When we always had a “lost” child that stayed with us. When my track
teacher did not let me compete in the 1 kilometer run in the big meet. “She is a
girl” he said, “This girl runs faster than most of your boys. She practiced with the
boys, she will compete with the boys” you said. At the time it was co’ed but I was
the only girl. I remember how thrilled you were when I called the hotel where you
worked and said “I came in third, but I beat all the boys in my class”.
I fully understand every sacrifice you have had to make for your children.
Sometimes I did not want to be the “sandwich”. The older pulled one side, the
younger pulled the other, and all I wanted was you to myself. Reality was not
about what I wanted from you, it was about what I learned from you. To be the
giving, loving, strong independent woman, just like you.
Thank you for all the sacrifices you made. I love you
Reviewed in the United States on June 26, 2018
"A heartwarming story of courage and perseverance Worth the read
One person found this helpful"
Reviewed in the United States on June 9, 2018
"A very inspiring story of an amazing little girl and her journey overcoming pain, heartache, loss, seperation and trauma to overcoming so much and where she is today.. A MUST READ!"
Reviewed in the United States on July 29, 2018
"Forget trendy self help books and read this real life story.
The author shares ways of dealing with pain that life can bring and how to overcome negativity.
Nothing preachy, just sensible and wise. "
Reviewed in the United States on September 23, 2019
I had the opportunity to meet Nava when we came to her home on a hunt for - would you believe - Craig's list furniture. That's when I learned about her book. Honestly, when I started reading it, I could not put it down. From her fascinating upbringing on the other side of the world to a childhood tragedy and many other life challenges that she rose above with strength and grace, her story was one filled with courage, hope, and gratitude. When you walk down the street and pass strangers nearby, you can only guess at the sorrows and struggles they have endured. Nava shares hers here so beautifully in this memoir and she illustrates how there is always hope and joy to look forward to, no matter how hard life gets.
Reviewed in the United States on June 30, 2018
"A heartwarming story of courage love , love , real life struggles and positive attitude .
1. How did I get over the rape?
I wanted to be the free and safe girl I once was. I refused to be the victim. I know I was young and I could not translate my thoughts or feelings the way I do now. I remember vividly, verbalizing aloud to my self that he stopped, and I should stop worrying because he will never do it again. I did not know what “it” was. I understood that it was terrible. Perhaps I was young enough not to understand fear. As a teenager, when I was 18 years old, I decided to once and for all end the pretending of my beautiful childhood. The fact is that there is one part that was not beautiful. On the contrary, it was ugly and painful. First, I told my mother. I believed she should know first. After that, if anyone asked about my sex life, I had no problem saying I was raped. It never came as a voluntary subject to talk about, but I had no problem talking about it. I embrace the past, I forgive and move on.
2. Why don't you mention the rapist name?
I forgave him.
3. What was it like to grow up in a little home with many siblings?
We had a big age gap, and we were in different stages of life. There are 21 years between my oldest sister to my younger brother. We played ball outside, ate dinner at different times, and by the time I realized that it might be crowded for sleeping arrangements my older sisters left home, my brothers went into the army. As far as sharing the same bathroom, I was an early riser. By the time the others were up I was done brushing my teeth, washing, and was dressed for school. While they were fighting for space, I could never understand why they all woke up at the same time!
4. Did you always consider your step siblings your true brothers and sisters?
Absolutely, it’s my mother's doing! When she met my dad, she decided that his three kids were equal to hers. When my baby brother and I were born we didn’t know anything else. I had five siblings, and he was born to 6 siblings.
5. What did you do in the afternoons when you left your mom the note? Mostly went down to the beach, walking or by bus. I worked with a parasailing team. I got to be on the speedboat. Sometimes I would go up with a child to parasail if they were scared. Also, I went to a horse farm, just spending the time with the horses and the crew.
6. In the ‘80s what was the difference between a public school and being educated in the Kibbutz?
I believe you probably can compare the Kibbutz education to prep school. With the Kibbutz educational reputation there were more doors and opportunities open for you.
7. Are you still in close contact with your classmates?
Yes, with both groups, in Eilat, and in the kibbutz.
8. You never mentioned your children’s father and what influence he had in their lives?
I don’t think he provided a positive parental role model or an appropriate partner. However, just because he wasn’t a good fit for me, it doesn’t mean he is not suitable for someone else. He is the biological father of my children. With today’s internet searches, I didn’t want to negatively impact his potential partner in life, before they even meet. Their father is laid back, artistic, and good looking. Both of my children share those qualities with their father.
9. Are you still in contact with the person you refer to only as “lover” If so what is your relationship with him?
Yes, I am. Just social media friends.
10. Do you ever hear or see Uncle Fred and how is he doing?
Yes, of course. I am talking to Uncle Fred often, a few times a week. The last time I visited him was September 2020, where I tried with no luck to convince him to move to live with me in the United States. He is well, but I have a concern for his future health. Uncle Fred is going to celebrate his 90th birthday this coming September.
11. What are you doing now with your life, now that your book has been widely received with positive acclaim?
I enjoy the publicity and all the positive reviews of my book. However, it does not consume most of my days. I am an employee of UMH Properties INC. I am PA Sales Center GM. My most important role in life is that of domestic engineer for our home, Joe, my pets and my work.