Blue Light Hours by Bruna Lobato (Black Cat, 2024, $17, 178pp) Review by Skye Anderson
In a Word: Sweet
Our daughters teach us how to be mothers.
Blue Light Hours is a story of five years in the lives of a mother and her daughter, separated by thousands of miles and by college for one and aging for the other. They chat nearly every night by Skype and share memories and hopes and dreams but mostly memories.
And yet, this is not a usual relationship but, nevertheless, a loving one, with the mother reliving the previous year with her dying mother while trying to understand her daughter's need to study in the United States while not being able to return to Brazil (living on a scholarship).
The reader will reminisce her own college experience, down to the furniture in her dorm room and life on campus, one of a very few students who stay on campus between terms while fellow students take summer jobs back home or volunteer in Asia or . . . but our daughter relishes the aloneness and the beauty of hot summers to contrast with the first cold deep snow and the colors of autumn.
Mother comforts daughter and tells her to be safe, tells her that riding a bike can be dangerous, while every time her daughter calls, she picks up as if she has no other life (except for the soaps).
We wait for the plot to thicken, but it doesn't. Instead, author Bruna Lobato leaves us with a feeling of love and calmness and the realization that things never change. . . even as they ever so slowly do