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A review by katsbooks
Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner
emotional
reflective
sad
medium-paced
4.5
“It felt like the world had divided into two different types of people, those who had felt pain and those who had yet to.”
“Love was an action, an instinct, a response roused by unplanned moments and small gestures, an inconvenience in someone else’s favor.”
“In fact, she was both my first and second words: Umma, then Mom. I called to her in two languages. Even then I must have known that no one would ever love me as much as she would.”
This memoir deserves all of the hype it gets. I feel like I got to know Zauner and her family personally. The writing was exceptional, as well. It is amazing that Zauner could be as vulnerable as she was in this book.
I will say that the book was a little slow. I found myself able to put it down for a while and come back whenever. That feels like a positive and a negative. It was easy to pick back up and drop right back into the story. But there were also times when I didn't really have the drive to pick it up. Perhaps, it was just the heavy subject matter. I also can't relate to the loss of a parent, having not gone through it myself. However, I'm excited to discuss it with my book club. By the time this is posted, we'll have already discussed and I will probably have more thoughts!
“Love was an action, an instinct, a response roused by unplanned moments and small gestures, an inconvenience in someone else’s favor.”
“In fact, she was both my first and second words: Umma, then Mom. I called to her in two languages. Even then I must have known that no one would ever love me as much as she would.”
This memoir deserves all of the hype it gets. I feel like I got to know Zauner and her family personally. The writing was exceptional, as well. It is amazing that Zauner could be as vulnerable as she was in this book.
I will say that the book was a little slow. I found myself able to put it down for a while and come back whenever. That feels like a positive and a negative. It was easy to pick back up and drop right back into the story. But there were also times when I didn't really have the drive to pick it up. Perhaps, it was just the heavy subject matter. I also can't relate to the loss of a parent, having not gone through it myself. However, I'm excited to discuss it with my book club. By the time this is posted, we'll have already discussed and I will probably have more thoughts!