Megan.
I’ll be honest everybody. When you meet my girl, it’s completely understandable that you would think she is just another blonde without a clue. For whatever reason, the Megatron tries real hard to convince us all that she’s a space cadet of the first degree, a girl with few priorities beyond securing pretty things for her fingers, hair, and toes.
DON’T BE FOOLED!!! IT’S A TRICK!!!
Granted, there’s no way Girl is coming up with the solution to cold fusion, but then again, who is? My point is that it is extremely unwise to count Megs out, underestimate or turn your back on her. She has a tenacity that could inspire an Amazon (think Patty Smith’s “The Warrior,” one of the songs that always makes me think of Megs) and a self righteous streak that would make Michael Moore look positively apologetic. Let me give you an example…
Last winter, Megs and I went to New York for New Years. We walked all over Midtown and Central Park, something like 10 miles total after being up at 4 AM to catch a bus to the Big Apple from Washington DC. At about 6 PM we went to Times Square to line up for the ball drop and were not allowed to leave for any reason whatsoever. After about an hour worth of waiting, Megan announced that she needed to pee and wanted to know what our options were. The local police officers informed us that our options were to get out of line, find a deli or other local eatery, and enjoy the incomparable sensation of an empty bladder, but lose our space in line OR to grin and bear it. Megs ended up holding it for five hours folks, WITHOUT ONE SINGLE COMPLAINT! Could your gal do that?
Anyway, so she’s tough. But Girl’s got brains too. For example, this winter Megs will graduate with a degree in Retail Merchandising and a minor in Spanish (oh yeah, she’s basically fluent in Spanish) with over a 3.2 GPA while working close to 40 hours a week during her past 3 years in school. Impressive, no? This summer she studied for 6 weeks in Venezuela where she basically had no choice but to speak Spanish and was able to come away with solid A's in every class. As anyone that has studied abroad can tell you, pulling quality grades in a difficult situation such as that is no small accomplishment.
Of course, Megan’s greatest strength is neither her toughness or her raw intelligence, though she certainly has plenty of both. What I find so incredibly enchanting about her is her intuition for what it takes to make things ok. At her core, Megan is a girl that wants people to be happy, wants people to smile and laugh and enjoy themselves and she is willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen. It is a rare wisdom to find in a person and the quality that makes me so hopelessly hers.
That’s why she’s my baby. My Megatron.
Inspired by “Here Comes My Baby” by Cat Stevens
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I think that post warrants only one thing.
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