Perfect Meal

The perfect meal has nothing to do with the actual food. The perfect meal doesn't have to take hours to prepare. The perfect meal doesn't mean you have to go out and eat. The perfect meal doesn't mean you have to dress up for it. The perfect meal doesn't even have to be fancy. The perfect meal might be just peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. The perfect meal has everything to do with who you are sharing it with. The perfect meal might be most disgusting awful thing in front of you but if the right person was across you or beside you then it wouldn't really matter. The perfect meal might be and could be happening to you every single night.

Reading My Height In Books Part 3

I've been on a historical fiction/non-fiction kick all about the same time period. I've read The Book Thief and now these two below. There are a lot of sadness within the books. Tissues are required.

Night by Ellie Wiesel

I don't even know if it is possible to write a review for this book. It is written by a holocaust survivor. It is about unimaginable brutal events that people should never be capable of doing. It is about faith. It is about love. It is powerful and heartbreaking, I definitely think everyone should read this book if you they haven't already. 

War Brides by Helen Bryan

War Brides was a good read. It was hard to get into at first. There are a lot of characters and the author makes long chapters about each and every one before they come together as a group. Once they become a group it was a lot easier to read and keep up with. The ending left me wanting more. It didn't seem like it was suppose to be over. Despite the beginning and the ending, I really loved this book! I finished this book in a day thanks to Gage's bedtime and a slow day at work. My mom is reading it now!

I Am Good Enough

I thought the weekend would defeat me. I thought it would crush me and I would be a sobbing mess by Monday. I'm not, though. In fact, I almost feel the opposite of that.

I feel strong.

And I feel sad...but not for myself. I feel sad for certain people in my life and others like them.

This weekend I was made to feel less than. Basically, that I was not good enough. That my past defined me. That my present didn't meet their standards. That my future would never amount to much. It wasn't put so blunt but I can read between the lines.

And the one person who should have defended me and supported me...didn't. They faltered. They doubted. They are probably still confused and torn as you are reading this.

Let me tell you something...I am good enough. I deserve to be treated better. I deserve so much better. We all do. You, me, her, him, and them. We all deserve better. No one should EVER be made to feel like I did this weekend.

I have made mistakes. Who hasn't? That is life. You learn from them, you move on, and hope not to repeat them again. My mistakes don't define me. My mistakes are guiding me.

I am the woman who is striving to be a better person every day of her life.

I feel really sad for people who expect everyone to fit in a perfect little mold of what we should be like. They are missing out on so many amazing people. It really hurts me to the depths of my soul that there are people that have the appearance of being good, loving, and righteous but they have no room in their hearts for anything that is different.

I feel really sad for the people who just follow in their footsteps without questioning.

You know who I don't feel sorry for? Me. I am Meagan. The mother of Gage. The hair stylist. The woman who at almost 28 still lives with her parents. The payer of her own bills. The book lover. The shopping enthusiast. The best friend. The listener. The woman who wants to go to church but never does. The strong one. The weak one. The supportive one. The loyal one. The person who forgot it was your birthday. The random gift giver. The tickler of tiny toes. The mommy who is sorry she yelled at you. The movie watcher. The reality TV junkie. The car singer. The dress wearer. The sock hater. The caring one. The person with a good heart.
The person is so much more than she could ever list.

I am Meagan. I will always be Meagan. I've never pretended to be anyone else. I keep it real.

My life isn't always perfect. Things might not always turn out the way I want it to. I might stumble from time to time.
My life is lovely, though. Every mistake. Every blessing. It is mine.

I am good enough.

Don't Be A Joy Sucker

I love Valentine's Day. Love it so much I would marry it. I love Valentine's Day even if I'm not in a relationship. It doesn't change anything for it. This day is about love. I'm going to love my son, my parents, my coworkers, my friends, the mailman, the gas station worker and this year I really do get to love my boyfriend on this day!

This day is just about love. 

There will never be any boycotting this lovely holiday ever. I will never understand that. Never. Peoples biggest comment is "you shouldn't just show love on one day.". Who ever said you are just showing it on one day? I'm full of love every day for the people in my life. This day just makes it sweet and fun. Why do you celebrate Halloween? Present giving at Christmas? Egg hunting on Easter? It gives us JOY!

Don't be a joy sucker!

Celebrate Valentine's Day!

With all that being said let me tell you about Valentine's Day! I have been a crafting fool today. Kid crafts, card making, boyfriend crafts, parents craft. Every one is getting something crafted and they are going to like it!

7 More days until Valentine's Day!

<3

#backthatazzup 

This is my Valentine's Day jaaaam.

That and Marvin Gaye.

The Long And Short Of It

I have been growing my hair out for the past 4 years. Think Victoria Beckham and that is how short my hair was. It wasn't intentionally done that way.The girl cutting my hair made one side shorter than the other by a lot. I had no choice but to cut the other side off and give it some style. No worries. The girl cutting my hair wasn't harmed during any of this. I stayed pretty calm.

I don't think I have any pictures from that hair era but here I am about a year out from that cut. Still pretty short in my book.

and 3 years after that picture I feel like my hair is never growing. It will never be long enough. 

I went from the girl who didn't really care that you accidentally cut all her hair off to the girl who will throw a fit if you cut more than an inch off at a time. 

I feel like it is such a big deal now that my hair is longer that it is expected to stay long. I really think the people in my life might be absolutely shocked if I one day I had long hair and then next it was short. 

And yet I keep playing with this idea.

But talking myself out of it because it took forever for me to grow it out.

Is there anything(not immoral or controversial) that if you did it, people would be shocked?

Silly Faces

Silly faces in crowded places

Make pretty smiles as big as a child's

Silly faces in crowded places

Makes loud laughter as we keep making faces after

Silly faces in crowded places

Makes this place brighter and our hearts lighter

101 Rewards

I was doing a little thinking about my 101 in 1001 goal list. I really like the idea of it. I'm still excited to get things done on it. However, a question popped into my head and that is "Should I reward myself when I have completed the list or a certain amount of goals?". I think that idea if rewarding myself sounds really fun and exciting as much as the list is fun and exciting!

The more I thought about it, though, the more it came to me that the goal list in itself is a reward! How amazing is that?! I don't think I need a reward for completing any of these goals. They are rewards on their own already.

Plus, at the end of the goal list I will have saved $1,111 and that is a lot! I can do quite bit with that much. Vacation? Clothes shopping spree? Donation to the Arthritis Foundation? Or even one of the goals on my list is to donate to someone else's charity of choice.

I have some time to think about it some more. I've only completed 3 goals. Many more to go!