When Len and I were in Laramie recently, we stopped in to see our wonderful friend, Susan. She had a box of books in her garage that was on its way out of there, so I paused to look through it. This one caught my eye, and Susan said, "Take it!" So I did.
This writer wrote in a very personal and vulnerable way. We see her doubts about herself, her mothering, her skills as a writer, as a daughter, etc., in all the insecure ways to which I can easily relate. It's also autobiographical as she goes back in time to her colorful childhood. She weaves an interesting story through the past and how it impacts her present struggles as a wife and mother. She navigates her relationships carefully and openly, and I kept wondering if her depressed husband would stay in the marriage.
I enjoyed her descriptions of yoga, and the different poses. Her quest for deeper understanding of herself was always tied in some way to a pose. It also gave me a window into the world of a young mother these days, and the quest for perfection. It's a tortured path, but again, one to which I could relate! I also realized, as Dederer described her various yoga instructors and classes, that I have only skimmed the surface of the field. It might be time to go beyond the community yoga classes I've attended, and go all in on a yoga studio experience. Maybe, after COVID subsides?
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