On Friday, I rode on a plane for the first time in 6
months. 6 months. I haven’t gone 6
months without taking a flight since I was 18.
The break was good. So good, that
I forgot you have to take your shoes off at security. A TSA agent had to remind me. I resisted the temptation to yell to everyone
in line “I knew that! I just had a
baby! I need to lose another 5
pounds! I bought a one-piece bathing
suit!!!” but luckily kept it together.
All this to say, I finished Falling Leaves: The Memoir of an Unwanted Chinese Daughter by
Adeline Yen Mah on the plane. This book
was so, so sad. (yes!) First off, who doesn’t want a daughter? Son, maybe, but daughter? Girls are the absolute best. I am currently raising one and let me tell
you – girls are the way to go. Don’t get
me wrong, I know some sweet boys, but do they wear smocked dresses? No.
This memoir made me mad because I wanted Adeline to stand up
to her parents rather than constantly looking for their approval. I know it is a cultural thing, but I will
never understand how anyone can be so emotionally abused and still go back for
more. But I loved the way the story was
told, and was impressed by all this poor girl achieved despite horrendous parenting. And not I-Took-My-Infant-To-Greekfest-At-9pm
type bad parenting. But like,
Hey-Go-Live-In-An-Orphanage-See-You-In-A-Few-Years type bad parenting.
I think I can beat that.
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| Smocked outfits are critical for raising smart, balanced young women. Also, damn cute. |
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| Yes, I seriously made this. |
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