Falling Apart in One Piece
One Optimist's Journey Through the Hell of Divorce
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4.3 • 58 Ratings
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- $12.99
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- $12.99
Publisher Description
• A compelling memoir: Just when Stacy Morrison thought she had it all, her husband of ten years announced that he wanted a divorce. She was left alone with a new house that needed lots of work, a new baby who needed lots of attention, and a new job where she was called on to dispense advice on life and love to women across the country. With humor and heart, Stacy shares the unexpected lessons of grace, love, and forgiveness she learned as she struggled to put her life back together..
• An insider’s view of the magazine world: Stacy immerses her readers in the fascinating, high-pressure world of New York publishing. Yet, despite her high profile job, Stacy’s struggle with the stress of being a working mother while trying to make sense of her unraveling marriage—revealed with bracing honesty and intimacy—will resonate deeply with millions of women. .
• For all those who loved Eat, Pray, Love : Despite all the expert relationship wisdom at her disposal through her job and the love and support of family and friends, Stacy realized that moving through her divorce was a journey she would have to make alone. Falling Apart in One Piece is the story of how she faced fear, panic, and heartbreak to find a sense of peace and reconciliation..
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Redbook editor-in-chief Morrison offers a gooey, reassuring, roll-with-the-punches account of how she soldiered bravely on after her husband declared abruptly that he wanted out of their nine-year marriage. When Chris, an aspiring film writer stuck in a dead-end job, blurted out that he was done with her; with the Park Slope, Brooklyn, townhouse they had recently bought; and, most heartbreakingly, with their plans for the future including their nine-month-old son, Zack Morrison was floored. While signs of Chris s growing emotional distance had been there, Morrison admits she was too distracted and eager to create a happy family to heed. Chris left to find himself, while Morrison got stuck cleaning up the mess, blaming herself for her unlovableness and going to astounding reaches to accommodate the wayward husband. However, the author is made of steely stuff, the product of a Southern controlling mother, and well versed in telling other women how to lead and love their lives through the many magazines she has directed. She buried her anger, found tremendous peace in self-direction, and presents her triumphant redefinition in fine form for editorial fodder.
Customer Reviews
Very healing book for me
I loved this book. The author and my stories were a lot alike in the fact that after a 8 year marriage (11 years total together) to who I thought was the love of my life ended very abruptly with him walking out on me and at the time my 6 year old son. The main difference is that my husband left the picture completely for me to figure out single motherhood, bills, a joint house mortgage and life on my own. What I loved about her book wasn’t just the similarities I could relate to but realizing I wasn’t crazy. I loved the fact that she didn’t hold back her thoughts and feelings no matter how crazy or wrong they were at the time. It was at times long and drawn out about every detail of her life but I love being on her healing journey with her, which helped me heal in a way too. Also helped me come to terms with some forgiveness I needed to give to my ex-husband for making the choices that he did. Not quite to make him better in my eyes but so I could find forgiveness for myself. Give this book a chance. It’s very moving and was very healing for my path to single motherhood and finding a life I could love for me.
Incredible
Helped me heal from my divorce
Frustrating
I spent most of the book feeling frustrated with the author for taking on sole responsibility for her husbands sudden departure from their marriage. I appreciated the viewpoint of successfully coparenting, but the guy seemed like a real jerk and she painted herself as weak and wallowing.