In my experience, most of us go through life year after year focusing on doing for others, refining an image of ourselves explicitly for others, and on the 'next next' thing in our own lives until one day we wake up and wonder, "What the hell happened? How did I end up as this person living this life? and perhaps most important (to me anyway), "Why wasn't I paying closer attention to my life as I was living it?!?" I don't know if this articulate and funny (I caught myself laughing out loud many times through this book) author was paying attention or not to her own life in real time, but I am grateful she was capable of the focus, presence and self-awareness it took to piece it all together to write this book because I learned so much about myself from reading it. I have heard it said that the best way to learn about yourself is to listen to someone else tell their story. The first few pages of this book grabbed me because I understood that's what was going on in this book - she was telling her story in a way I could relate to and learn from. I immediately realized the potential for this book to help me answer some of those questions about my own life and to interpret some of the choices I've made along the way. This was almost certainly not the intention of the author in writing this book. "Brothers and Me" is a beautifully-told memoir in which the author shares her deepest thoughts and feelings about how her relationships with her mother and father, friends, lovers, husbands, children and siblings came to form her self identity and worldview and were the psychological underpinnings for the choices she made on her path to becoming the person she is - all told with great honesty and an enviable degree of introspection. All her siblings, children and even her dog were male - and much of the book is about interpreting the constant gravitational pull of the influence of men - primarily black men - on her perceived role and duty as a wife, lover, mother, friend and extremely accomplished professional - i.e., as a multi-faceted human being. She concludes that many of the choices she made in life centered around her historical relationships with the men in her life, and her perceived need to give of herself to men - mostly to nurture them but sometimes (perhaps always?) to save them (from themselves, from others and from the universe at large). A great part of the beauty of this book is "watching" the author as she comes to many of these realizations - and again, for me that is one of the profound treasures to be found within these pages- the ability to watch her piece it all together and to learn from her technique. We watch the author develop the understanding that much of her life has been spent doing for others in an attempt to both "control" fate and to atone for perceived personal shortcomings that (in her opinion) resulted in tragedy for others. She comes to realize that all of her "unexamined giving" was an attempt to protect the ones she loved - to hold up her world, her family - a second chance to get it right for everyone she loves and to shield them from a cold, uncaring universe. How she reframes this personal compulsion into personal freedom and joy - her formula for letting go without changing the person she has become - is beautiful revelation as the book concludes. As a white single-parent 50-something male living in a stately Connecticut suburb bubble, the last thing I would have expected is to be so taken with a book ostensibly about a black woman growing up in the 1960s and her relationships with black men - I normally wouldn't be interested because I wouldn't anticipate relating to it or finding it very relevant to my life. But as I have tried to convey in this review, that's not really what the book is all about. The book is about how a person may come to understand their life by exploring the deep seated rationale behind the choices they have made. It's thoughtful, beautifully written, provocative insightful and very funny. I am thankful "Brothers and Me" came my way for many reasons, not the least of which is that I do believe I understand myself a bit better after having read it.