Post of Love for Megan

As promised, I am dedicating this entire post to my cousin Megan.

Megan is my childhood best friend. Most of my favorite childhood memories contain her in some way.

At our Uncle Clayton's cottage

This past week, I had the joy of visiting Megan in her beautiful home in Pennsylvania. How odd to find ourselves in the role of mom to kids that are the age we were when we first began to play together.

Visiting Meg at her home

As I visited her gorgeous home that she and her husband have worked hard to create, I was also struck by how much hasn't changed about my lifelong friend. Megan has always been fun and energetic and has more organizational skills in her little pinky than I have in every ounce of my body. I am often amazed at how everything she does seems to be done with excellence.

When we were young, even our play was done in a high quality fashion. Megan would spend hours preparing the books and materials that we would need to play library like it was the real deal. She and her family created the most amazing play kitchen nestled in the woods next to their house. And you've never gone sledding if you haven't taken a ride down her sledding hill.

I love the memories that we share from our childhood. But I am also grateful that in spite of the twists and turns our lives have taken, we always seem to pick up easily where we left off. Megan lovingly planned beautiful showers for both my wedding and the birth of Griffin. She agreed to be in my wedding, even though she was 8 months pregnant. And now, she's going to run a 10 mile race with me in May. Right, Meg?

Dancing at my wedding (with her 8 month pregnant belly between us)

And so, thank you, Meg. Not only for helping me with my Christmas list, but for your friendship that has lasted a lifetime. I miss our days of the secret society of MEKK and writing long letters to each other and playing softball at the civic association and making 'old movies' in your camper. But just because we no longer 'play' house, doesn't mean we can't still have fun, right?

Here's to lots more memories--wanna go sledding?