Meet My Readers Monday

By Molly Bice-Jackson - 10:58 AM



MEGAN
 
I have been thinking for a few months now as to what I would say to introduce myself to your blog readers and to capture in words what your blog means to me.  So here goes.
 
My name is Megan and I'm 35 years old.  Yes, I just told everyone my age and I'm not ashamed.  I never get it when people don't like saying how old they are.  I feel it's something to be proud of.  I live in the midwest state of Missouri, which on weeks like the one we've been having I affectionately call "Hell on Earth".  To say I'm not a fan of the excessive heat is an understatement.  Give me cloudy and rainy and I'm a happy, happy girl.  I must admit that when it comes to weather Utah is my favorite place by far.
 
I'm a wife to an awesome man who puts up with all my faults and amazingly still loves me.  He is a biochemist for a big seed company here in the midwest and some may think he's a nerd, but I'm so glad I followed my mother's advice when she said, "Nerds make the best husbands."  Could not be more true.  He really is a gem.  And really isn't nerdy at all - just brain nerdy, if ya know what I mean.
 
I'm a mother to 3 beautiful children.  They keep me on my toes and make sure my life is never still except on occasion between the hours of 8:30pm and 7:30 am.  The first two have gorgeous red hair that gets complimented on EVERY time we go out.  On our 3rd attempt the red luck ran out and we go the cutest blond blue eyed sweet boy around.  They are each a treasure in my life.
 
I happened upon Molly's blog well over a year and a half ago.  The story of Lucy is tragic and heart wrenching for any mother.  Truly my worst nightmare, but that is not why I am a faithful follower.  I keep coming back because it helps remind me that I'm not alone.  I'M NOT ALONE!!!!  In this big journey we call mortality where often putting one foot in front of the other takes all that we have it is refreshing to realize that there are others out there just like me.
 
Now, I have never lost a living child.  I guess that makes me one of the many people Molly likes to hate on occasion.  I get it, I GET IT!  And I'm not offended.  But I don't think Molly has ever lost a sister.  And I have.  While loss is difficult and hard, and at times no fun, none of us are exempt.  You don't even have to have had anyone close to you die to have experienced it.  It comes in all forms and in all areas of life and while I must say the death of my sister was the worst pain I have felt and it's effects the most lasting, I have experienced other losses that come close.  
 
When my husband and I were first married I would often cry to him over the lack of female companionship I felt after moving to a new state.  I didn't understand why I felt so disconnected and unable to bond with the girls in my ward.  It didn't take long for me to realize that society was much to blame.  We live in a world where we have our individual "castles", if you will.  We only come out when we are able to put a smile on our face, have our best outfits on, our hair immaculate and our children in obedient order.  What we fail to realize is that by doing so we deny ourselves the opportunity to be vulnerable, and vulnerability is what binds people together.  It's what allows someone else to realize that their own insecurities and vulnerabilities are ok, valued, and excepted.
 
So Miss Molly, I thank you.  I thank you and all of your readers who have contributed to this blog and "A Good Grief" for showing your vulnerability.  For being real.  For coming out of your "castles" on occasion, shaking your fists, having major bed head, wearing cut off sweats and a ratty t-shirt, all while your children run around like hellions.  In essence, sharing who your really are and allowing me to not feel alone.  It's always refreshing and why I will keep coming back.
 
xoxo
meg


Meg's Blog: tiltonfamily.blogspot.com

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  1. Oh Meg I wish I was your neighbor, you sound delightful to be around. And I would let my children run like hellions and wear my ratty tshirt and sweat pants and no makeup :)

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  2. Very nice meeting you Meg!!! Thanks for sharing YOU with US!

    Sorry about the loss of a sister... I have six sisters and can't imagine losing any of them.

    Miss Molly... you have brought so many people to the realization that we all have things in common... and we are all family... thank you!

    ToOdLeS.

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  3. Beautiful and insightful. Thanks!

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  4. I LOVE that you called them our "castles". You really hit this one on the head. I have been thinking so much lately about the importance of letting people into our lives and our homes when neither is presentable. I wish we were neighbors.

    Your family photo is absolutely adorable by the way. I would never guess you where cutoff sweats and ratty t-shirts. :)

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  5. Must be the name, cause I really like you and this post! I found my sister after 37 years of not knowing her at a time when I needed her and her family the most and so for me a void was filled that I never want to imagine loosing again. Thanks for sharing-and for the brightness of this lovely post.

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