I don't know that anyone who hasn't dealt with death in a very personal way would appreciate the raw emotion in this book. Elizabeth laid her soul bare and was more than kind to her husband John in referring to his affairs as "indiscretions" so I don't understand how people can bash her as bitter. Her words inspired me as did the courage she showed in the face of her son's death and the diagnosis of incurable cancer. People looking for her talking about how she dealt with her husband's affair will be disappointed. More than half of the book is dedicated to Wade, the 16-year-old son she lost in 1998, and her attitude surrounding his death. Then she talks about facing breast cancer. This is a story about loss and heartache. If the reader has never deeply experienced any of those things, he or she will think Elizabeth simply whines and moans about her life. Which she does, but it comes from a real place.