In late 2008, the world as most Americans knew it folded in on itself. The Great Recession began.
For Amy Wolf, the author of Don’t Let Me Die In A Motel 6 or One Woman’s Struggle Through The Great Recession, a memoir, nothing could have been more shocking. She had been enjoying the good life, with a well-paid position at Washington Mutual; she lived in a big house; had many advantages; and had always counted on being gainfully employed.
Over the subsequent pages, we learn how the author dealt with events, passing through her days almost like someone in the stages of grief, from anger to acceptance. But along the way, she is tossed about through various degrees of homelessness, living hand to mouth, with occasional (but grudging) assistance from wealthy relatives. Her quest for full-time employment met with constant disappointment.
Her travails were not limited to the financial ones. Her battles with depression, near suicide, and ultimately, a return of the cancer she had fought years before were like a painful backdrop to her troubles with her out-of-control teenage daughter.
Almost like a female modern-day Job, the author plunges ahead, determined to survive. She tells her story with candor and humor, and when she describes how she came out the other end a nicer person, she shows us exactly what she means by that.
Not a tale for the faint-hearted, it was definitely one I won’t forget. Yes, there were poor choices along the way, but Wolf fully admits to all of them, and then demonstrates how she learned and grew from the experiences. 4.5 stars.