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so, so, SO proud of you!
*HUGS* to the Meg. I have a bunch of chronic autoimmune illnesses as well, and have no idea if I will be able to have kids (didn’t even want to have them until got together with my boyfriend, who is my best friend of 5 years). Anyways, wanted to say that you are an AWESOME writer and a fantastic person (from what one can assess from your blog), and no one should ever make you believe otherwise. And I can completely empathize with your body not cooperating with you.
i needed to realize this too… thanks, Meg
This reminded me of what Anne Lamott said about being saved, but I think it is about much more about living than about than Jesus…
“…What did it mean to be saved, I asked, although I knew the word smacked of Elmer Gantry for both of us.
“You don’t need to think about this,” he said.
“Just tell me.”
“I guess it’s like discovering you’re on the shelf of a pawnshop, dusty and forgotten and maybe not worth very much. But Jesus comes in and tells the pawnbroker, ‘I’ll take her place on the shelf. Let her go outside again.’
All of us have small blemishes, Meg, and as a guy who knows you only via your blog, here’s what I know about you…
You’re witty, intelligent, funny, caring, and you have a great laugh (and I don’t think I’m the only guy who would prefer a nice laugh over the ridiculously perfect body image that the media portrays for men and women alike) – you have eyes a guy could drown in; I can’t remember which, but one of your more recent photos made me swoon even :-) and the one in the sidebar shows you have lovely face indeed despite your own perceptions. You’re loving and have a big heart filled to the brim that you’d like to share which is a quality I’ve always found to be hard to disguise and is a better pheromone signal than any scent around.
I’m saddened to hear that you can’t have kids and I guess that since I’m not a woman, I’ll never truly know what that feels like that but as a father myself I might understand, just a little. But you’re right, adoption is a great alternative, even more especially when I watch the news and see stories of another abandoned baby found in a dumpster or a cardboard box.
I think said a while back that you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself because as far as I can see from this side of the pond, you have a lot to offer some lucky guy.
Chin up, Meg, it’ll happen – my one true love in life didn’t happen until I was 42 and it absolutely, unequivocally, and without a shadow of a doubt, more than made up for any number of miserable years thinking that it wouldn’t.
Great post. :-)
Wow, you always manage to blow me away. You are so damn talented Meg. This is wonderful piece. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself in your writing.
You’re an incredible human being for allowing yourself to be so vulnerable. I know that other women who are experiencing this will find solace in your honesty and bravery. You mean so much to so many people; you’re extraordinary, so why would you expect that it’d be easy to find the mate you deserve? When it happens, the wait will have been worth it. And if you choose to adopt one day, you will teach your children to love themselves, respect themselves, respect others, and most importantly, never settle — and you’ll mean it, because you never did.
Wow Meg, reading this post is such a window into the person that is Meg Fowler…. and it is impressive. I have been following you the past few weeks – don’t even remember how that happened, but you are an interesting, funny, kind person that has much to offer humankind. I have been through some similar times as a result of being blindsided by cancer (and the treatments required to still be here alive) in my early 30s so I know a little about what you are talking about on some level – and you put it very well. At some point we all have to decide – “Hey, my value as a person is not dependent on following someone else’s idea of a life schedule”. Our uniqueness is what makes life interesting and gives us the ability to improve… Thanks for this posting!!
-rw
This is a great post, Meg. At some point, hopefully, we all grow up enough to say, “You know what? I’m gonna have to do it my own way.” I.e. set our own standards, figure out our own values and worth, et cetera. Sounds like you’ve got it nailed. I’m still working on it.
I have one awesome sister already. Would you like to be my second awesome sister? :-)
Meg,
Scotty (above) is right on; on all counts. And I’ll add, because it’s the truth, that you are a pearl of great price.
I guess that says enough.
Just wanted to delurk to say I find you amazing. sounds like you’ve just begun an amazing ride.
Thanks for sharing this, Meg. You are a truly talented writer especially because you share so openly and generously.
Wowee wow wow wow.
I think I’m the 24 to your 32 and I think that you writing this made me think a lot about why I work so much and how, I too, am quite often the nice, funny girl that is now watching oodles of her friends get engaged and married.
Thanks for your openess, you’ve truly given me a lot to think about on this lovely Sunday afternoon.
I bow to the exquisite use of words that make the ordinary extraordinary and thereby DELIGHT the senses! Most excellent Meg! Poignant and beautiful!
What an amazing raw and courageous post. Thank you for sharing.
Meg,
Thanks for inspiring me once again through your example, your perseverance and your openness. The way you’ve gone about sharing yourself with others has helped so many to be a better person (including me), and this post, is sure to inspire countless others.
You are very simply something amazingly special and wonderful, and anyone who doesn’t agree is totally missing the point and missing out on sharing life, love and a future with one of the most amazing women I’ve ever known.
You are an incredible person. You are an incredible writer. You will be an incredible wife. You will be an incredible mother. You will have your dreams coming true. And, the best part, is you deserve every bit of it, so you will be able to be happy. I’m so glad you’ve invited me and all of us on this ride. Take pictures.
But please, never ever ever change
Much love,
-mK :)
Thank you, Meg. For everything.
Wow. First off, props to you on your strength through all these challenges. I almost hesitate to say this post resonated with me because my things seem so different, and so much more self-chosen, than yours. But this:
“Sometimes I feel like one of those objects that was supposed to be worth something good — giant goals, giant dreams, giant ideas — but then all these flaws came to light, and suddenly I was just something you could plant your marigolds in.”
Is the best description I’ve ever seen for how I feel about my side of the coin: the belief I’d always have a Career that would Do Good for the World or I’d Discover something Worthwhile while being a Vibrant Gal-About-Town who is always doing Awesome things in her off time.
Not grad school dropout in random decent paying job who moved to the suburbs for her boyfriend and spends more times with the computer and her cats than having Adventures.
So thanks – for helping me continue to work on accepting this moment (rather than what this moment should be) by articulating this much better than I ever have.
This is the first post of yours that I’ve read, and it’s great. My situation was very similar to yours. I hit 36 without the husband or kids and was just trying to be the best aunt that ever lived. Then the stars aligned in a way that I never thought possible, and I am now the single mother of a beautiful 4 year old that I adopted from China. I believe 1000% that she and I were meant to be a family. Everything that I ever did or didn’t do, and everything that did or didn’t happen as I planned led me to her. I wouldn’t change a thing.
Meg,
This made me tear up as it inspired and motivated me. I’m far older but have the same emotional struggles. Some nights I wonder if I’m just too broken to be loved or … whatever. You give me hope, for me and for you.
Thank you.
What we want (and want to be) and what we are are often two different things. It takes time and experience to realize it. You’ve shared that journey wonderfully, Meg. Thank you.