More Books I've Read On My Commute
when breath becomes air
“I can’t go on. I’ll go on.”
Andrew’s ‘greatest read’ was Between the World and Me, which I wrote about in my last Books I’ve Read On My Commute post (PS: Coates’s first novel comes out this year). When Breath Becomes Air was mine. Admittedly, the poetic title was mostly what piqued my interest, but the equal part literary equal part scientific masterpiece of it all was what got me through what seems to become an increasingly longer three-hour commute.
It’s the enlightening and devastating memoir of Paul Kalanithi, a man who was diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer just as he was completing his training as a neurosurgeon, who contemplates what makes a life worth living as he reckons with the birth of his first and only daughter and his own impending death.
It gave voice to the thoughts I often find myself grappling with and fearful of. It was immaculate.
the year of less
Or “How I Stopped Shopping, Gave Away My Belongings, and Discovered Life is Worth More than Anything You Can Buy in a Store.”
While the subject matter wasn’t always light, this was a light read that I enjoyed reading at the time. That being said, this is one book I can’t wholeheartedly recommend.
The title is a bit misleading. While there are some rough (and I mean rough) statistics involved, I would describe it more as a yearlong diary of one twenty-something finally confronting her past traumas and present habits to strive for a more fulfilling future.
I guess if you’re looking for a light read, go for it.
(Side-note: I’ve only just realized that this is a a round-up of memoirs.)
Let me preface this by acknowledging that there may be some bias here. I love Michelle Obama. Political views aside, for eight years, Barack Obama walked on ice and never fell. And still, Michelle is the best part of him.
I thought I couldn’t love her any more, but I was wrong. The aptly-named memoir embodies the wit, humor, compassion, wisdom, and grace that have become Michelle Obama. It is a well-written and somehow relatable account of her life from her adolescent years on the South Side of Chicago to the end of her two terms as First Lady. It affirmed everything I love about this class act of a family, and I learned a lot. Especially as a woman of color and especially in the current times, Becoming is a reminder of the progress we’ve made and the faith we must hold onto moving forward.
I already have a couple new recommendations on my list that I’m excited to get into. What books have you been reading lately?