I am an avid reader. I spend more money on books than I do on my clothes. There are two types of book that pique and keep my interest: a good story or a compelling piece of literary work. Books like 40 Rules of Love and The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society are great stories. Interpreter of Maladies and Men in the Sun carry heavy literary weight.
Anyways, I love reading. Good books.
Lately, I have been adding an addition to my morning ritual: Bangles, Bindis, and Babies! This particular memoir tugs at my heart on so many different ways. The topics discussed range from immigrant experience, interracial marriage, cultural clash, abortion, unthinkable loss, foster care, adoption, to finding oneself. As an immigrant woman who married out of her race, experienced miscarriage, abortion, giving birth, unfavorable relationship with mother-in-law, and adventurous journey of finding myself, I can relate to the Elizabeth‘s story really well. However, there is so much more in book that stirred me on the inside. She has so much bravery, compassion, hope, and optimism that I, as a self-proclaim strong woman, cannot muster within myself.
I don’t want to give away the best parts of the book; plus, I am not done reading it. So, you will have to grab a copy and read it for yourself.