Words can't describe how beautiful this book is. I loved every word of it. I grieved with Michelle every second. Recommend to everyone to read. You will not regret it.

"My first word was Korean: Umma. Even as an infant, I felt the importance of my mother. She was the one I saw most, and on the dark edge of emerging consciousness I could already tell that she was mine. In fact, she was both my first and second words: Umma, then Mom. I called to her in two languages. Even then I must have known that no one would ever love me as much as she would."