nothing left to do but...

SMILE. SMILE. SMILE. I smile for no reason in particular, I smile because I can. And I think each day I am going to try to give myself a reason to smile, even if there seems like no reason to smile at all. Why do people need reason to feel happy? It's a choice to be happy, so why not make the choice to smile, laugh, and be happy every day. It's asking a lot I realize but life is what you make of it. So, why not make it into something that makes you happy? No ones life is perfect, and everyone faces adversities of various degrees. However, no matter how hard life may slap you in the face, it does in fact get better. Once the the lowest of lows is hit, there is only one direction to go from there. That direction is up.

5 years ago I was 18 and faced the most trying time of my life, thus far. When I was 18, I watched my mom go from being a perfectly healthy happy content woman, to a fragile delicate weak dying "old lady" in a matter of 11 months. It is something I wish upon no one. I was naive, insecure, depressed, anxious, worried, angry, and unhappy. If someone told me when I was 18, where I would be in five years, I would have laughed in their face in disbelief. But in five years I have grown into a independent woman with a zest for life, a college degree, a loving boyfriend, a sense of adventure, and the ability to always take that step forward. I am the happiest I have ever been with myself, and continue to mold myself into better person all the time.

I hold the key to my own happiness in my heart. And knowing all I know, I have the infinite ability to smile, always smile.

meat anyone?

After being unhappily unemployed for 2 months, I have a finally landed a job. Yes! And is the job of my dreams, that will lead me to a successful and happy life?! No, it's your local Safeway Grocery store. That's right, here I am a college graduate and now I slice meat. Lots, and lots of meat. I slice meat, sell meat, clean mean, oh yeah and cheese. Meat and cheese. Meat and cheese. I am Megan the deli girl. I know, I know you're jealous. Totally, I understand. I would be too. All kidding aside, it's a job. And in this economy a job is a job. Do I feel embarrassed? Yeah, I'll be to first to admit that feel a little embarrassed. But there's nothing wrong with. Ive come to find the employees of Safeway fascinating and diverse.

In my deli department, I work with quite the cast of characters. We have Nancy, the Deli manager. She's an older lady with crooked yellow teeth, that match her wiry yellow hair, and frail thin wrinkled wrists. She's a lot more intelligent then she appears. She's well spoken, and well surprising. Then we have Teri, Teri is another lady with a slight hunch in her back and a attitude! She's a fiesty snappy old lady, who know wants to mess with. There's Lisa, she's new too and I know more about then I know about anyone who I've known for less then two days. She's positive, and will chat your ear off. But she's a got a zest for life. Finally,there's David. David's an army boy who likes to call his girlfriend a "beaner" cause she's Mexican. I find that awfully romantic. Haha, okay maybe romantic isn't the right word. Whatever works. And there's me. A well educated girl, clueless about the food industry and meat slicers, who just needs some money.

But it is hard work, and I'll never judge anyone who works in the food industry again. It may not be something I look forward to everyday but I'll work hard and make some money. I can only hope this will bring me back down to earth, instead of feeling high and mighty. And I would like to personally thank my local Safeway for giving me a job, where none could be found.

Have a slice,

Megan

or something like it. ....

Here we go again. My heart is constantly fluttering, I can't get your smile, your touch, out of my mind. You turn me on, you make me smile, you support me, you're compassionate, understanding, you stand for what you believe in, and I just completely love you. Period.