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Eat Cake. Be Brave. Book Review!



Hey y'all, I was blessed to get my hands on an early copy of this book to read and review. I have never in my life done a book review....I've only ever done book reports, and I stunk it up with those. So hopefully, I can do this review justice. Please know that this is my personal opinion of what I gained from reading this book. I am not getting paid to do this. I promise you, I will be completely honest, and completely myself.
In the fashion of being honest, here is what you need to know about my reading preferences. I of course, love reading the Bible (although some books I need either Cliff's Notes to understand or something like Leviticus for Dummies), I soar through fiction (especially Christian fiction), gently jog through autobiographies and come to a dead halt when it comes to spiritual/self help books. I just do. I have so many I have yet to finish. I think it's because they make me think deep and hard about my life, and if you know me, I'm good at many things but thinking deep and hard, eh not my best subjects.
However, Eat Cake. Be Brave. was a book I finished in three days. I can only say amazing things about this book. (My only con would be that I didn't have a physical copy for myself, I mean to give to a friend after reading it. Oh, and that I don't have some of the recipes she talks about.) I do not relate with everything Melissa has lived through, yet everything she said resonated in my heart. Y'all I was literally laughing out loud as she described her cheerleading tryouts, and I bawled like a baby when the only name she could utter was "Jesus".
This book is filled with such vulnerable honesty, and I applaud her for it, because Lord knows I am so not brave enough to put the rawest moments of my life into the hands of strangers with complete confidence of who I am. But I want to be. I plan to be. (Wait, I'm not writing a book y'all. I am talking about being brave.)
This book is also about forgiveness, commitment and determination. I will be reading it again, and soon. I am reading Melissa's book at a time in my life where there is so much change, and it has encouraged the pants right off of me (figuratively speaking of course). Please, as soon as this book is available (July 17, 2018) get a copy. It really is that good.
And to Melissa (if you get to read this).  I want to write something long and poetic to describe all I am gaining from your book, but the only words that come to mind is thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. And thank you David as well. Melissa, my life is changed. I am not joking and I'm not over reacting.

Thanks for reading my first book review ever y'all!
All my love,
Misti

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