I go by Meg for the most part these days. Anyone that has met me in the last three years knows me as Meg, so for the most part I get called Meg (or teacher meeegggggg). Today, I was in the grocery store and I heard “Hey Meghan!” and I quickly looked up. It was… Continue reading You can call me Meghan if you want.
Today, for the first time in I couldn’t tell you how long, I left my house on a Saturday. Not to go somewhere or do errands or meet someone, I left my house with my ipad and journal to go sit at a coffee shop.And I was walking in the crisp, bright, winter air I… Continue reading To those I love in Bellingham: a letter
After the clock stuck twelve last night I slipped out of the warm house that was filled with a group of humans I’ve grown to like a lot. I slipped out barefooted in my sparkly gold dress with a glass of champagne and I sat on the edge of the porch with my feet up… Continue reading in 2017 i met the wind again
Here goes nothing. I just went back and read my words prior to 2016. And the final line of that blog was “here’s to a new year with space for all the things.” I just wrote four or five lines on how this statement wasn’t true. But I deleted them because I realized that this… Continue reading 2016: the last word pt2
We’ve reached the point in the end of the world/natural disaster/plane crash on a deserted island movie where the survivors are about to see the sunlight for the first time. They are bracing themselves. They know that the outside is still there because they can hear the wind and see scattered light in the midst… Continue reading Not the last word pt1
For the last few years, I’ve taken a moment to write some Christmas thoughts, to ponder, to wonder.Yesterday was full and lovely without a moment to sit and write. And that was 100% ok with me. Yesterday started before my alarm went off. I was cooking sausage and kneading dough before 9. I was sipping… Continue reading people gathered
I’ve been hemming and hawing over grouping these words into sentences for an hour or so mainly in my brain but also over text to my friend Amanda. During the holidays there are articles and videos and news segments about dealing with this or that or the other thing. There are lists of coping with… Continue reading Sitting in the dark.