Hi, I’m Michele. I’m a transplanted Bostonian, a writer and editor, a two-time thyroid cancer survivor, a sort of new-ish mom, and a lover of chocolate, cheese, wine, sarcasm, the Red Sox, and trash tv.
I started this blog back in 2010, after I was diagnosed with a recurrence of thyroid cancer. Back then, I intended for it to serve as a place for my friends and family to come to find out what was up with me (and what was down), without me, my husband, or those closest to us having to repeat the same stories multiple times.
It quickly morphed into a space for me to exercise my creative writing chops that had grown dormant at my day job while writing internal company memos and papers in which I wasn’t allowed to use the same word twice within a paragraph (no joke). I wrote about my cancer journey, yes, but also about grad school, my exercise fits and starts, happy times, sad times, and my ongoing search for gratitude. And a whole lot of random things in between.
Then I got pregnant, got a new job, had a baby, and moved into a new house, and I pretty much stopped writing. But I missed it. In 2014, my writing got a new boost from Listen to Your Mother and I started writing (slightly) more often. (I also had another baby.) I’m hoping I can continue to use the inspiration to fuel entries that make people laugh a little and nod along with a shared experience. (I can’t promise there won’t be tears.)
I wasn’t sure six years ago what this space would become. I’m still not, but that’s OK. Like me, A Storybook Life is a work in progress.