Hello and happy Sunday. I think I’ve told you before that I’ve come to enjoy nonfiction books, especially memoirs, when they’re being read to me. And I like them even more when they’re narrated by the author. This is the case of Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner. Now, this is not a fun or an entertaining memoir. It deals with the illness and death of the author’s mother, and of course, it goes into their relationship prior to these tragic circumstances. It is tough, and I’d understand if some people, for whatever reason, decide to skip it. For me, it wa almost healing to listen to a woman talk about the deep love she feels for her mother and the very complex relationship they had. I have a complex relationship with my mom for other reasons, but I think it is enlightening to see these interactions that are not traditional or functional, to understand that not everyone’s moms are like the ones portrayed by media, and you might love your mom even if you don’t necessarily like her. That is what I got out of this memoir, although I know that each person’s experience with it will be unique and valid.