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This is me….
I am Meg….if you ask my ex-husband, I should be Megan, it makes it easier for him…but you would have to get a whole lot further into this blog to know why that is. I am first and foremost a mom, but thanks to my “checking the wrong box,” I am now defined by more than that. I was diagnosed with MS (Multiple Sclerosis) in the end of 2007. Since then…life hasn’t been the same….it’s only gotten better.
To understand how I could possibly say that, you would need to know me. I hope you will be able to say you do, once you have read about how I view all the ups and downs that life seems to deal each and every one of us. There is the good, the bad and the ugly….and then there are the reasons to laugh and smile.
My kids are my life, they are my GREATEST accomplishment. To know that I have raised three truly amazing people, who are kind, and considerate, honest, and caring brings a warmth to my heart that I can not begin to explain. They have been with me through this journey, from the very start, and although I know that finding out your parent is “sick” can be a scary and difficult thing to deal with, they have amazed me, time and time again, with their ability to show that they “have my back.” They realize that I am NOT like other moms (as Sam, my 15 year old puts it, I am frequently inappropriate….well actually I added the frequently, he would say always…) But I am NOT like most other moms, and I suppose some of that has to do with the disease, but I think a larger part of that is because of my attitude and outlook towards what life deals me. I choose to embrace the things that happen with humor and laughter, and that is because that is who I am, who I have always been (look for the good in things.) BUT what I hadn’t realized is that by seeing me face this disease with the openness and acceptance that I have towards it, has made them better people. They have so much more empathy towards others than I think your average teen/pre-teens would have. They know what it is like to have their mom become disabled….to need to rely on a cane or a Segway to get to the park or into the grocery store, but rather than showing a lack of understanding or even being angry about this change, they too embraced it, giving names to each of these new “inanimate” objects in our lives.
First there was Pinky (my first cane, which was Pink because Piper insisted that if I HAD to have a cane, it at least had to be pink,) followed shortly after by MOJO, my Segway (compliments to my incredible parents.) As time went on, canes became a common gift and I began to amass a collection that could rival my old flip-flop collection. Bobo was blue, Commando was camouflage, there were a few flowery ones, a frumpy brown one, and even one that was given to me by the clerk at a gas station in middle of NO WHERE Washington (another story to share some other time.)
The simple fact is that through it all I was and will always be their “crazy” mom, spewing out inappropriate things, demanding that they hold up towels in the Safeway parking lot so that I can pee because I KNOW I am not going to make it into their restroom, meeting new people where ever I go, and just in general, having a good time and loving spending time with them.
SPANKY- World’s GREATEST dog!