Book Review: The Big Day by Lisa Cheek

What a hoot!  Lisa Cheek tells her true story of her life in and around relationships.  Starting with her parents from day one, she is surrounded by folks who say “I do” only to say not much later “What the hell was I thinking?” and promptly divorcing.  Who wouldn’t be somewhat colored and scared of the idea of commitment?

We follow Lisa’s exploration of what makes a long-term marriage work and does the ideal man exist approaching her wedding day. The man she is slated to marry, Big Johnson, seems to be the man that should be right for her on this, her big day.  But she is taking time to assess by processing her past, piece by piece, or in this case, man by man and taking us along for the crazy ride. 

She has sheer honesty in her story-telling of many Mr. Wrongs and potential Mr. Rights.  She makes us laugh and makes our hearts drop when she is disappointed, whether it is a failed relationship for her or someone around her.  We root for her, cheer her on and hold our breath when yellow flags show up.

The story is funny and relatable in some ways. We all have asked ourselves these same questions. It’s an easy read, designed that way with chapters varying in size to standard to so small they are but a few sentences, if no more is needed. She goes through her family connections and a few of her close friend's relationship journey with as much humor and honesty as she does her own experiences with suitors.   

This author has cut out the unnecessary filler stuff so we don’t have to weed through it! Without the distractions, the reader gets to concentrate on the moments, the memories and the feelings that go along with it. What a fun book to read! 

Lisa Cheek lets us see her inner thoughts, in their simplicity, uncensored and at times possibly warped, you be the judge!  As she overanalyzes, we laugh but find her so likeable that we are laughing with her as opposed to at her.   Her pursuit for answers is written so cleverly it will be interesting to see what she has in store for us next!  

 ****Thank you #NetGalley for a chance to read and review this book!****

 

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