“I’ve only ever known myself in song, between notes, in that place where language won’t suffice but the drums might, might speak for us, might speak for what is on our hearts.”

I liked this quite a bit less than Open Water but that definitely doesn't mean it was bad.

The writing style felt a bit more redundant and convoluted in this book, though I still found myself completely affected by so many of the sentences in here. Caleb Azumah Nelson has a way of writing emotions in an almost stream-of-conscious way that is incredibly poignant.

It's a beautiful, raw look at the relationships between family members, ourselves, and our homes - as well as a celebration of the cycles that life can tend to move through. It's a story with a heart of forgiveness, forgiveness offered to others as well as to ourselves.

Even with my criticisms, I still believe this was a beautiful book and I continue to be impressed by Caleb Azumah Nelson's writing style.