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Crying in H Mart, Michelle Zauner
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Michelle Zauner

Crying in H Mart

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  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    I thought, Save your tears for when your mother dies.
  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    I would dust the shelves beneath and clean the glass with Windex, then try my best to reorganize them from memory, hoping my mother would return and reward me with affection.
  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    I would dust the shelves beneath and clean the glass with Windex, then try my best to reorganize them from memory, hoping my mother would return and reward me with affection.
  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    Mommy is the only one who will tell you the truth, because Mommy is the only one who ever truly love you.
  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    It was the year her life ended and mine fell apart.
  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    It was the year her life ended and mine fell apart.
  • Amandla Ngcoboцитуєторік
    But I know we are all here for the same reason. 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.
  • Eileen Antonyцитуєторік
    These were the places my mother had wanted to visit before she died, the places she’d wanted to take me to before our last trip to Korea was quarantined to a hospital ward. The last memories my mother had wanted to share with me, the source of the things she raised me to love. The tastes she wanted me to remember. The feelings she wanted me to never forget.
  • Eileen Antonyцитуєторік
    Now that she was gone, I began to study her like a stranger, rooting around her belongings in an attempt to rediscover her, trying to bring her back to life in any way that I could. In my grief I was desperate to construe the slightest thing as a sign.
  • Eileen Antonyцитуєторік
    felt we could go on like this for years, just fixing her.
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