Let’s see…where to begin?
About me. My name is Megan. I’m just a normal, 34-year-old, I suppose. I share a home with my husband (my best friend), Chris, and our two (very excitable) dogs, Sam and Nacho. I have a good job that keeps me pretty busy when I’m in my usual routine. So busy, in fact, that between daily responsibilities, a lengthy commute, and trying to fit in some much needed downtime with my family, I normally wouldn’t entertain the idea of creating and keeping up with my own blog… that and the fact that I’m slightly anti-technology (although I do carry an iPhone) and not completely down with social media. I don’t even have a Facebook page (surprising, I know). So, how did I get here? Well, it’s a bumpy road that I’m still trying to navigate.
How did I get here? Our baby boy was stillborn. My husband and I lost our beautiful son, Rylan Michael, on May 12, 2013. I’m still crushed by that reality. The sad feeling in my gut rises up in the morning, follows me all day, and keeps me up at night. That’s not to say that I don’t have good moments, or even smiles these days… but the sadness is always there. Since we lost Rylan we’ve had a lot of support from friends and family, but the harsh reality is that those closest to us have no idea how we feel or what we’ve been going through since that night. In the process of searching for support groups or counselors specific to our experience (which seem few and far between) I came across several web sites and blogs where people have shared their own stories of loss and survival. I’ve spent a lot of time reading those stories. Although they can be sad and difficult to read sometimes, they help validate my own feelings and make me feel less alone. I hope that by writing this blog I will have an outlet to not only get my own feelings and experiences out, but to also provide comfort to others.
Rylan will always be with us and my hope is that by following our story, you will remember him, too. Thank you for stopping by.