Have you ever had a moment in your life when you’ve just felt like you wanted to give up? We’ve all been there at one point or another. Take a moment to sit back, grab a cup of coffee and join Sarah Taylor and Michelle Cushatt as they talk about her:
- 3 cancer diagnoses
- Desire to give up
- Exhaustion & Desperation
Join us on a journey. We promise there is some laughter along the way.
More about her new book Undone:
With enough humor to ease the rawness of the story, Undone takes the reader on a roller coaster two-year journey through the unexpectedness of life. A look back makes Michele long for a do-over, the chance to make fewer mistakes and leave less of a mess to clean up. A look forward makes Michele wonder if all her attempts to control life have robbed her of the vibrancy of it. And, in the middle of this internal chaos, she finds her once-pristine house filled with the sights and sounds of three small, uncontainable children who just want to be loved.
In the end, Undone turns complication into a beautiful canvas, angst into joy, and the unknown into an adventure, revealing that sometimes life’s most colorful and courageous stories are written right in the middle of the mess.
More about Michelle:
For those of you who want to dive into the undone, less-perfect life space, pull up a chair and grab a mug of something yummy. How about I do the gut-spilling first?
I am a story-lover and storyteller, who tells her tales online, from the stage, and, at times, to grocery store checkers who simply asked: “Paper or plastic?”
I am a married divorced, fourteen-years remarried, in-love wife of Troy.
I am a perfect loved mom/stepmom/foster mom of six perfect loved children.
I am a confident often-insecure speaker who loves nothing more than letting a fellow struggler know she’s not alone.
I am a hack determined writer who savors words almost more than her grande, non-fat chai tea latte.
I am a twenty-year runner jogger whose knees crack every time she walks up the stairs.
I am a lover of superficial deep connections and long conversations with one or two truth-telling friends.
I am a chocolate chip cookie baker genius.
I am a meticulous sorry-excuse-for-a housekeeper.
I am self-sufficient grace-dependent.
I am imperfect perfectly redeemed.