I was in Boston from the 3rd to the 19th.
This WAS AWESOME.
I am completely in love, a year and a half after the boy and I met.
I met a LOT more people. And I love them, but am not IN love with them. There’s a difference.
I have photos.
I have stories.
I had one horrible flight and one good one.
I had SEVERAL great dinners, some of which I cooked.
More to follow.
Honestly? For all the challenges I face, I have many, many more blessings to count.
My brother came into the world as a first baby to very young parents (20 and 24.)
He was tidy, which babies never are.
He was quiet, which babies rarely are.
He was beautiful, which all babies are… but he was extra beautiful, and I’m not just saying that. Everyone thought so.
When his baby sister came along three and a half years later — every messy, noisy, weird-looking inch of her — he became my brother.
And today he turns 39, on a date most remember now for something horrible… inescapably so.
Including me. Including him.
But.
I will always have a reason to be thankful for today in some respect, because today is the day he arrived on the scene.
And he’s awesome.
He is the smartest person you know. I’d say “that I know”, but I figure he tops most lists, so I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt on your behalf, too.
He is the funniest person you know. No one sounds as happy or as ridiculous when they laugh.
He loves movies and music and every other form of creative stimuli more than anyone else you know. His face lights up like a little kid when he sees something amazing on the screen.
He is the most devoted friend you know. Even if you aren’t his friend yet, I can guarantee if you become his friend, he’ll bring the thunder.
And he is the best brother I will ever have.
He has been my biggest fan… and the biggest pain in my ass.
I believe with all my heart that it shouldn’t be any other way.
Happy 39th Birthday, Sean.
Love you for another 39 years, at least.
I think coffee tastes better in Christmas mugs… all year.
I think owning more than 20 pairs of shoes indicates a lack of creativity.
I think rumpled beds can look just as lovely as made ones.
I think having an alarm system has made me feel less secure.
I think I wanted to be a football player just as much as I wanted to be a princess.
I think I prefer pedicures to massages because I’d tense up naturally before I’d manage to chip a toe.
I think microphones bring out an entirely different Meg than any other Meg.
I think adding lemon is generally a great idea. Except to eyeballs.
I think sleeping in is more delicious than most meals.
I think people who are crabby to customer service people who have done them no wrong — or even, who HAVE done them wrong — come off much worse than the service.
I think, whatever the stresses in my life might be, my future plans make them all worthwhile.
I think friendship can be measured in private jokes and public displays of affection.