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By Julie Donner Anderson |
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| Review by: Joan Petit |
1/1/04 |
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ISBN 0595274803 About a year ago, I married a widower. He and I had been together over five years, and it had been six years since his wife died suddenly in a car wreck. In my late 20s, most of my friends were barely married themselves, never mind divorced or widowed. So I eagerly started this book, looking, I suppose, for validation of my own experiences and insight into the situation of others. I found thatvalidation. I also found less than I hoped. The writing was bumpy, the generalizations overwhelming. Though the subtitle of the book indicates that this book offers insights from one womans journey, in many cases the author, Julie Donner Anderson, assumes that her experiences are the norm (including her Christian faith). She apparently talked to other wives of widowers (or WOWs as we are cheekily labeled in this book), but not to any widowers (except her husband), or children of widowers, or friends of widowers. I would have liked to hear from those people. This book is stuck between two very different genres: memoir and self-help. Choosing one and sticking to it likely would have made a big difference. Donner Anderson does address some of the most important issues up front: the challenge of finding people to lean on without feeling selfish and petty; dealing with the dead wifes friends and family, who might be uncomfortable with the new relationship; understanding your own complex relationship towards this dead woman; and trying to understand your husbands feelings. She asks important and relevant questions about grief, recovery, and love, and, in many cases, offers good insight. For example, Donner Anderson explains the difficult situation wives of widowers are in:
This is pretty good stuff. The bad comes when she over generalizes, specifically when discussing the WOWs competitive nature:
Yikes. Id hate for people to think that this anger is universal for all women married to widowers. My reaction to most of this book was either one extreme or another: Exactly! or What?! And even though I, as the wife of a widower, have sympathy for author, some sections seemed terribly spiteful:
This theme plays out over and over again, as when as she asks,
While my relationship with my husband had its particular challenges in the early days (like all relationships), I did not feel so competitive with his first wife and certainly did not need to hear that I was a better person than she. We also resolved many of these issues before we married. Perhaps finding this book sooner in our relationship would have helped validate my emotions. But so much of this book had me shaking my head in disagreement. Donner Anderson offers a disclaimer at the outset (she is not a trained psychologist or therapist), yet inserts us immediately into her particular situation. The generalizationsmore characteristic of a self-help tractclash with the many personal anecdotes. This book might be helpful for Christian women in new relationships with widowers, and perhaps the friends of widowers who are just beginning to date again. And I suppose if it helps, it is a good thing. But it would have been better for the author to write a memoir, from which readers could have drawn their own insights. The problem is not the anecdotal nature of the book, but that the author applies her situation and her faith to everyone else. |
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