Mar’s Reviews > Crying in H Mart > Status Update

“If there was a god, it seemed my mother must have had her foot on his neck, demanding good things come my way. That if we had to be ripped apart right at our turning point, just when things were really starting to get good, the least god could do was make a few of her daughter’s pipe dreams come true.”

“She had taken the utmost care to preserve the evidence of my existence and growth, capturing me in images, saving all my documents and possessions. She had all knowledge of my being memorized.”

I love the idea of not fully belonging anywhere completely. How for some of us it’s a curse instead of a blessing, a blessing instead of a curse, how circumstance heavily influences perception.

“I could not even cry in his presence for fear he would take the moment over, pit his grief against mine in a competition of who loved her more, and who had more to lose.”

“Save ten percent of yourself. What she meant was that, no matter how much you thought you loved someone, or thought they loved you, you never have all of yourself. Save 10 percent, always, so there was something to fall back on.”

“… that’s how my mother loved you, not through white lies and constant verbal affirmations but in subtle observations of what brought you joy, pocketed away to make you feel comforted and cared for without even realizing it.”

“We’re all searching for a piece of home, or a piece of ourselves. We look for a taste of it in the food we order and the ingredients we buy. Then we separate.”

Whether you’re at H Mart, C-Town or any other market, we’re all there with the same craving.. a taste from home.