I don't think middle age is about learning to live with ambiguity; it's just the opposite. It's finally developing the resolve to reject ambiguity and embrace simplicity. (p. 127)
Not long after Rhoda Janzen turned forty, her world turned upside-down. From the outside, it seemed she had everything she wanted: a fulfilling job, a beautiful lakeside home, and a brilliant husband of fifteen years. But then her husband announced he was leaving her for Bob, a guy he met on Gay.com --- and that same week a car accident left her with serious injuries.
Under circumstances like these, what was a gal to do? Naturally, Rhoda crossed the country and returned to the land of Borscht, Zwiebach, and corduroy-covered Bibles. Her own spiritual path had long parted ways with the Mennonites, ... . But the oddball Mennonite community welcomed her broken body and soul with open arms and generous advice. ... It is in this safe place that Rhoda came to terms with her failed marriage; her desire, as a woman, to leave her sheltered world behind; and the choices that both freed and entrapped her. (cover)
This book is taking too long to read, but for some reason it has kept my interest and I find myself finally reaching the end. Mennonite In A Little Black Dress: A Memoir of Going Home by Rhoda Janzen analyzes, reminisces, and shares Janzen's feelings and opinions about growing up in a Mennonite community and then leaving it to live a life of her choosing. But this life is interrupted with a divorce and car accident that brings her back to her roots and family during her recovery. I'm not sure if it's her sarcastic sense of humor or her different way of analyzing the events in her life, but I found this a slow read and only moderately interesting. All in all, though, I'm glad I stuck it out to the end. I did laugh out loud and I did find some of her discoveries inspiring.