I found this book to be just okay. While I sympathized with everything Sheila Johnson endured, I struggled to connect with her story. It often felt more like a tell-all about Bob Johnson than a memoir of her own journey. I understand that being married to someone for 33 years means they’re a significant part of your life, but his presence seemed to overshadow much of the book. Perhaps writing this was part of her healing process, but as a reader looking in from the outside, I found myself feeling annoyed at times.

Sheila is undeniably talented in both business and the arts, but her decision-making often felt rooted in fear, which made it harder for me to fully engage with her narrative. That said, I admire her resilience and her ability to persevere despite everything she faced. Still, I didn’t find this book particularly deep or compelling, and I ultimately felt little connection to her story.