This is an odd little book. It seemed like everything was happening all at once but at the same time nothing happened really at all. I found this book to have prevalent themes of generational trauma, the sacrifices of motherhood, the complexities of home & love. There’s a limited cast of characters but I don’t feel particularly close to any of them although I can sympathize with some. Overall I enjoyed this novel but I don’t think it was detailed enough towards the ending. The last chapter felt rushed & I still have a lot of questions, maybe that’s by design & we aren’t supposed to be provided all the answers but I’m left feeling puzzled. 
It’s a beautiful book & it’s certainly interesting. I would like to read it again & see if I view it differently the second time around.