May 2013
3 posts
I really need some love right now. UGHHH
“A young husband should say to his bride: ‘I have taken you in my arms, and I...”
– St. John Chrysostom (via my-scattered-light)
[[MORE]]I’m learning to be okay with parts of myself that I hate. It’s just taking longer than I would have liked.
April 2013
4 posts
Cue feeling sorry for myself.
The past two weeks have been crazy town. A guy fell in love with me and proceeded to stalk me until I was mean to him for no reason at all. This occasionally happens in my life and afterward I always end up spending a day depressed because I am honestly tired. I am SO tired of the dating world where I have to meet all these guys I don’t like and feel suffocated and trapped… where I...
I am in an I love Jesus mood today.
Feeling sexy, beautiful, and alive.
I accidentally went on a date after trying obnoxiously hard to make it not a date. What is my life.
A bit on Meg's dating life
State of affairs: I quit. Seriously.
Why: At some point every year, after a long dry period with no men, I get several men who are interested in me. It was more subtle at FUS, but I recognize it now that I look back. However, it’s not subtle here.
I don’t know what it is that causes a surge of guys to enter into my life, but I must have emit some sort of aura once a year that...
March 2013
3 posts
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In a Season of Suffering, Unending joy.
Habemus Papam! We have a Pope! I was in disbelief when I heard the news today. It is such good news. I wanted to scream and run around and around and learn everything I could about this man as soon as I could. There seems to be an abundance of joy during this Lenten season. Clearly, God’s love is present right here and right now.
With love,
Meg
Rant
Ladies, (and gents—you need to hear this too)
Over the past few weeks I’ve been getting pissed off every time I open a fitness mag or look at a health blog. Honestly, I can be a health nut sometimes and I love reading about nutrition, diets, and fitness. It’s so interesting. However, I am really sick and tired of being told that I need to fall into unrealistic standards that...
The world gets a bit more lonely and a lot colder when I’m sick.
February 2013
2 posts
January 2013
9 posts
TMI
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The problem is that I have no moderation in me. I am just a tangle of extremes. I am either very happy with my body, or very unhappy. Like. I’ve been super insecure about the way that my body looks in everything recently. Now, I just want to walk around naked all the time because I feel super attractive.
And that was my TMI post of the day.
I am on a never ending venture to find mercy.
And that is basically the summary of my entire life.
Sometimes I miss working with kids.
I literally searched parishes where i could teach catechesis of the good shepherd because I am intrigued by it. I need to be back with kids. It’s that serious.
I am thrilled.
Last night’s class for Science Methods for Middle Level was not that. Instead, our professor added “Job of the Teacher” to the curriculum because he knows that nobody ever tells us anything that we really need to know about the logistics of the job (esp. salary, benefits, interview). It was amazing,
I am so excited to be a teacher. I love the little confirmations that I am...
I am choosing change.
Feeling rebellious.
It strikes so suddenly. I need me a warm summer night, and wide open space. Pronto.
December 2012
6 posts
“When men are serious, it’s sexy; it implies a commanding personality, someone...”
– Being Nice (via albinwonderland)
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Just a reflection on my inner state.
This has been a very difficult Christmas in which I have found that healing is not immediate and takes years of work. The more I turn to God and surrender myself to his will, the more I find myself facing deep rooted issues. I need to face this. It is time to heal.
Merry Christmas. May the joy of Christ fill your hearts.
So...
I think I’m ready to serve God in the field if he calls me. After swearing that I’d never be a catechist because it wasn’t for me and I couldn’t live up to the call, I am open. I want to serve if he calls me, when he calls me. I am waiting. Pray for me.
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My heart aches with desires unknown.
Lord, give me the desires of my heart and I will trust in your mercy, which forever endures.
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Mercy bend and breathe me back to life
but not until you show me how to die.
November 2012
3 posts
So... I applied for a tutoring job through the...
I’d be tutoring Math at an online charter school. The guy called and offered me the job. Apparently (and it didn’t say this on the website) they only need people from M-Th from 3-6. You need to be available two of those days. I have class three of those days at the same time.
This. is. SUCH. a bummer.
Self Discovery
There is nothing like anger to bring out the changes that have occurred in me over the past four years. I am so proud of the distance I have come. I am tough, and smart, and confident… I really have come a long way. And I am super proud of who I am.
I am trying to be good and trust God.
But I REALLY want to be teaching now. I really want to have my own place, a salary, and stability. I just want to start my career already.
…Who would have EVER thought I would say that?
October 2012
2 posts
Brag:
My cooperating teacher told me that she likes my style, and that she can see me in the classroom. Oh, and she said she’d love to have me as a student teacher. I am on cloud nine. I am more than halfway to my making my teaching dreams come true. :-)
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Blogging me is back
I’ll be perfectly honest: I don’t need distractions. But, I miss pounding my thoughts out into a mess of words that someone may or may not read, so I am back to share the achings and longings of my heart, the things that make me firey and passionate about life, and the things that make me exude joy. So this is probably going to be a lot of candid emotion, unwarranted non-traditional...
August 2012
2 posts
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Morning Whispers
I whisper in the silence, but the sound passing my lips is muffled in my ears. What was it that I said? I lay still in my bed, a chill in my bones despite the thick sea of blankets surrounding me. My fingers outstretch, grasping for the lost words as if I could catch them in the air, and let them leave my lips again— those familiar syllables I once spoke tenderly and sweetly in the quiet...
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A Distant Memory
I look into your eyes, the shape of you filling up the space beside me. Your eyes appear intoxicated as they gaze into mine, evidence to me of your affection. You love me, who was just yesterday the little girl with matted hair and dirty fingernails from whom the little boys ran at recess. Your love has rendered me a woman, my childhood left behind me in a faraway memory. I have never beheld...
