
I hadn‘t read any of Hatmaker‘s previous books. I found this to be a good memoir of a woman going through a sad divorce, reestablishing her independence and exploring her codependency tendencies. Her best work is her most vulnerable; her worst is when she flippantly brushes over her luxurious vacations given to her by her friends. It‘s a good book, lots to like, mild annoyance (or jealousy) for me.














