Memories of Meghan by Mia Lowry

I was living in Stockton, California attending Christian Life College when Meghan came into the world. I was told she was an itty bitty baby as most preemies are. The first time I saw Meghan she was about 14 or 15 months old. She wanted nothing to do with me. I can recall a day when my best friend, Jennifer, was over visiting me at my house. Jill came by with Meghan and I tried to hold her, but she would not have it. She instead went to Jennifer and I can still remember getting mad about it especially when Jenny said, "She likes me more than you."


Eventually, she warmed up to me, but she did not like me hugging on her. I wanted to just hold her like I did Jovanni, but she was like her brother...on the go, go, go. I remember my heart breaking when she was only 3-year's-old and I came to visit them. She said to me, "My Mommy's sick. She is in her room and can't get up."


She finally got old enough to go with me places, but never wanted to leave her Mom or her Dad. After I got married, I remember her driving me crazy because as soon as she would walk through my door she would ask, "Can I call my Dad." She loved her dad and worried about him. I got to have her one summer all to myself when Vincent was a baby and I was pregnant with Celeste. I went crazy loco on her (thank you hormones) and got upset over cookies. We laugh about it now, but then it was a big deal.

I can still remember the day we convinced Glenn to allow me to home school her. That was an experience! It really brought us closer and I finally got the relationship with her I always wanted. We had our ups and downs during this process, but it all ended when I got pregnant with Scarlett, which was a good thing for both of us.

Meghan was such a help to me with the kids and they loved her so much (still do). She was overly helpful and then I realized why. She did it when she was tired of her schooling. She did really well in the environment, but towards the end of the 2nd year she was having a hard time with it or was bored with it.

I can still remember the day she said good-bye to me as she left to LA. I lost it after she hugged me then left. It was so weird not having her next door popping over to borrow this or that or eat dinner with my family. There's more, but this is all I can write for now.