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368 pages, Paperback
First published April 11, 2023
you couldn't be above it all when you were the child of immigrants. that pressure, that feeling of indebtedness to your parents, it was woven into you like a fine thread.
I waited for more—an apology for the things she said. But it didn’t come.
The pang of disappointment was harsh. She hadn’t changed. Somehow, I hadn’t changed our relationship. Maybe … maybe when I traveled to the past it was just me that was supposed to change. And I had. Because even with my mom not doing exactly what I hoped she would do, her response didn’t fill me with despair or frustration.
I knew why she was like this now, why she kept her emotions so locked up. And I never knew it before—that this steely strength which seemed so cold was necessary for her back then. It kept her from falling apart under all the weight of her family’s dreams. It didn’t completely erase my frustrations with her, but it helped. It reminded me that not everything was about me. That my mom existed beyond being my mom.