Finally, the end of the kids...I'ts only taken me half the year to write about them all but, ta da my last but not least kid...
Megan was eleven when we first met she was a very small eleven year old but seemed very mature for her little stature and every day that went by I loved her more and more. Once Greg and I married I thought to myself...humm I finally got the little girl that I always wanted! It just ended up that she was 11 when it happened. We got along from the very start and I saw right away that it was going to be different to raise an eleven year old girl than if I'd had her. She had a tough outer shell but once she let me in it was a good place to be. It had only been 2 years since Alison's death and she had built up some thick skin, but deep down I knew she needed me. I needed her too....
Megs always had friends around too and had strong ties to them, she still has all those childhood friends to this day. She had a way of orchestrating parties, fun and mostly getting her way. Which I might add she is still really good at! I didn't ever worry about anyone hurting her because I knew she was very strong willed person. But, as we all know I worried....
Her days now are filled with her own bundle of joy...and he is a miracle....she is a great Mom and Alison and I both smile at that :o) I know she is as proud of her as I am...
