As a stay-at-home mom who spends her days changing diapers, napping whenever possible, and regularly speaking in high-pitched, sing-songy baby talk, I sometimes think I can actually feel individual brain cells shrivel up and die. I’ll take intellectual stimulation wherever I can get it, including from this blog, my virtual time-out chair.
 

We had nothing in common. She was a magazine editor in Manhattan, admiring sky scrapers and city lights. I was a career counselor in suburbia, enjoying views of undulating mountains. She struggled in a tumultuous relationship, while I married a wonderful, reliable man. She lost her job suddenly and against her will while I gave up my job willingly to become a stay-at-home mom. Despite these differences, I found myself able to relate to Dominique Browning, the author of Slow Love.

In this memoir, Browning describes using food as a coping mechanism, a period of excessive sleep, a period of insomnia, a feeling of not being needed, and her sense of busy-ness without actual accomplishment. These experiences of an unemployed life are familiar, perhaps even universal, to anyone who has lost a job. Although we may not all be able to relate to a generous severance package, we can relate to her loss of purpose.

As a Career Counselor, I found the book to be an easy-to-read memoir about life and lay-offs in tumultuous economic times. However, I kept waiting for more. I felt like an eavesdropper, eagerly anticipating some juicy gossip, only to eventually be disappointed by the mundane. I found the book to be a well-written, yet somewhat unnecessary, look into one woman’s life. As a woman, I found the tug-of-war romance to be tedious, frustrating, and really not all that interesting. All of that being said, this book had one grand redeeming quality: an unexpected relatability.

 

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This was a paid review for BlogHer Book Club but the opinions expressed are my own.

 

  3 Responses to “Slow Love: Unexpectedly Relatable”

  1. I think you have found your calling, friend! What lovely, honest, and captivating book review. With your 250 word limit, you made every word count. Well done!
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  2. [...] writing reviews for the BlogHer Book Club. In case you missed them, feel free to read my thoughts on Slow Love, by Dominique Browning, and on The Beach Trees, by Karen White. Stay tuned throughout the next [...]

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