A review by viveelan
Yarn: Remembering the Way Home by Kyoko Mori

reflective slow-paced

3.0

"Things ended whether I finished them or not."
I wasn't sure I was going to finish this book or not. I really did like the way she equated parts of her life with her hobbies of spinning, weaving and knitting. She is obviously a gifted writer, she was invited to teach at Harvard. 
I don't think two people could be more different than Kyoko Mori and I but that is one reason we read, to untethered perspectives. 
Is my life, my talents mediocre? I don't know, but I don't think I should judge myself by anyone else's yardstick.
I hated the way she acquiesced to her husband feelings and opinions saying she shouldn't have been so selfish to have friends he considered snooty. Perhaps that is from the Japanese culture but I've learned over my life that sometimes being selfish is necessary, even good for you. My feelings, my time, my love for myself and things and people I enjoy are valid.