My Story - My Life

I held it in my hand – knowing what the answer would be – one line appeared and then there were 2.  

I am pregnant.

I lay on the table in Planned Parenthood – “Do you want to see the image, do you want to know if it’s twins?” – I answer with a definitive no.

I am pregnant.

I sit alone – the last to be called – watching as 1 by 1 – 2 become 1.

I am pregnant.

I did the only thing I could bring myself to do – I cry hysterically as I drive away.

I am pregnant.

I cradle my stomach, I picture her face, I smile.

I am pregnant.

I see the signs - I wake up with confirmation – I tell myself that everything happens for a reason.

I am not pregnant. 

It’s been a long time since I wrote.  At times I can’t translate my life experiences, thoughts and emotions into words.  This is one of those times.  I have so much to say, but could never begin to say it all.  I have stripped it down to the facts.  I will elaborate, when the time is right. 

I tell my story, I tell it despite the critics, despite the judgement, despite it all – because it is my story to tell and it is what I came here to do.

Xoxo,
Megan

Every Heart Has a Story to Tell

Once upon a time…nearly 33 years ago…a baby girl was born.  They called her Megan and so her story began.  Her life has been full of love, burdened with hate, blessed with births, lightened by laughter, pierced with pain, eased by forgiveness, but most of all it has been real, it has been true and it has been her own.

Each of us has a story, an epic autobiography, made up of all of our life experiences.  Some of us share our stories while others prefer to keep them quiet.  I have discovered that the more I share the more I learn and the more I learn the more I share.  My learning is twofold.  One, when I verbalize my feelings and share my story, I almost always learn something about myself.  This is critical to self-understanding, growth, and happiness.  Two, when I verbalize my feelings and share my story, I almost always learn something about someone else.  This is critical to understanding, compassion and empathy for others.

Everyone we meet has a story.  They may be standing in front of you today, disrespecting you for no apparent reason, but yesterday they may have held their loved one while they took their last breath.  Give people the benefit of the doubt, share, listen, learn and love.  Every heart has a story to tell.

XOXO,

Megan