Along the Way

T-minus 6 days until Eric Church plays his Holdin’ My Own Tour at the Ralph Englelstad Arena so I’ve labeled it “Eric Church Week” at work and the countdown is on. To say I’m excited might be an understatement for more than one reason but those are stories for another time. In true “Megan” concert prep form I’ve been listening to every Eric Church album to brush up on all of the songs again so I can sing along the best (and the loudest) I possibly can at the concert.

It’s always fun to go through all the ones we play on BOB 95 but it’s also fun to remind myself of the other great gems that were never released for air play. The one that has had me thinking all day long and has been played a couple extra times was “Those I’ve Loved”, off his 2009 Carolina album. If you haven’t heard it yet, I recommend listening to it at least once and I mean really take the moment to sit down and just listen. Don’t listen while being distracted, maybe even close your eyes and hear the words.

I was distracted the first time it started to play so I started it from the beginning again, sat back and listened to every bit of it. It gave me goosebumps, especially the very first part when he sings of losing his grandpa. Everyone remembers where they were or when they got the phone call that they lost a loved one. Then it moves onto first loves and how you grew apart and went separate ways. But it was completely about those we “loved along the way”. The song will relate to many if not all.

But it’s not just about the ones we “loved along the way” it’s about how they have helped to mold us into who we are today and it’s so very true. Family, friends, long lost lovers…they all have touched our lives one way or another. Some are a part of our story for as long as they live, a few for only short periods of times and others for as long as we live. Regardless they are part of who we are. Whether you know it or not they have helped you to grow, they have taught you a lesson, they may have even taught you to love. The past is part of who you are. I’m not saying you should repeat your past but I am saying don’t forget what got you to where you are today.

On the road of life, I’ve lost family members, I’ve had to see friends be laid to rest, have had broken friendships and have had my heartbroken and I know I’ve broken a heart or two as well. But in the wonderful lyrics of Eric Church, “And I hope they all know I never would’ve made it this far on my own…if not for those I’ve loved along the way” and to each and everyone of them, good or bad, happy ending or not so happy ending…thank you for helping me to be me.

Now go ahead take a moment and give it a listen, you know you want to.

Lasting First Impressions

Today I read the cutest story about an 18-year-old young man named Grant Kessler from Ohio. His youngest sister posted a picture of him on Twitter where he is at the hospital about to meet their new niece and he’s dressed up in a suit and tie. But it was the reason he was wearing the suit that melted my heart and will yours too…he told his family the reason he showed up to meet his niece for the first in a suit and tie is “because you only get one chance to make a first impression.”

Did you just get chills? Did you just tear up? Did you get emotional? It’s adorable and admirable. Why aren’t we all like that more? He knows and we all know his new born niece is not going to remember that exact moment but everyone around him will and everyone who was touched by this story and I can almost guarantee is thinking I want to do that same thing!

It was a simple gesture but it spoke volumes. It makes me want to put forth that little extra effort no matter where I am. We make first impressions all the time in our lives but don’t even think twice about it because some of them are just in passing. But even if it’s just in passing don’t you want to leave a lasting impression? I sure do, which is why not only do I want to make sure that I look presentable I want to act it as well. How we act can leave just as much of an impressions as how we present our outward appearance, if not more actually.

His caring act wants me to dress up when I meet a friend or relatives new born. It makes me want to be the first to smile when a stranger on the street is walking my way. When I see a person heading into the same building I want to reach the door first just so I can hold open the door for them. If I see someone at the grocery store with fewer items than me I want to let them go ahead of me in line.

First impressions, we make them everyday and most times they are never really remembered. Wouldn’t it be nice to be remembered even if they don’t know your name as the person who did a simple but meaningful gesture and they leave sharing that story with all they know never knowing if you’ll cross paths again but I guarantee if by chance you do, they’ll remember you and it will be in the best way possible.

I’m a simple person, who believes in treating others the way I want to be treated and I feel if we all tried just a little harder with our first impressions as did Grant, then maybe we could leave this world just a little bit better and a little more kind and would that be such a bad thing? So the next time you’re leaving the house, heading to work, running errands or just going to be around people take into consideration making not just any first impression but a lasting first impression, I know I’m going to try.

*Find the full story on Grant Kessler here.

Playing Fashion Show

Growing up I loved nothing more than rummaging through my moms closet and trying on clothes and traipsing around in her high heels and feeling glamorous, even though I probably looked ridiculous but I didn’t care!
One time I remember watching an episode of Oprah with my best friend from Elementary School and in the episode there was a fashion show. We made sure to tape the episode and watched it over and over and then would again put on my moms clothes and hold our own shows for my parents…thinking back, my poor dad, such a good sport, haha, he must have been bored out of his mind but he never let on that he was.

As an adult I often think I want to play fashion show even now, and every once and awhile, I do get the honor of doing so through many wonderful events around the area such as Attire to Inspire,

Me at the 2016 Attire to Inspire event

The “Wonder Woman” inspired Bra for Bras on Broadway 2015


Or in past Bras on Broadway and even for Fabulous, Fashion & Friends Dinner and Style Show. But I started forming an idea…
Yesterday I had the fun of going to MODE here in Fargo and trying on several outfits and posing for some fun pictures for social media and it took me back to my childhood and I kept thinking the only thing missing was some girlfriends to complete the fashion show! 
Today I had the thought of why don’t I have a fashion show ladies party. Almost like a slumber party but better, with drinks, food and fun! Everyone brings different clothing, accessories and shoes and we pair different things up to form a fun outfit, do each other’s hair and make-up and then hit up somewhere to parade off our new looks. The fun thing about being an adult is we can make it bigger and more fun, the world is our stage or at least the town that we are in and why can’t we get all done up for no other reason than we want to?!
It’s a thought in process but I think there’s something there and some fun to be had. What can I say my inner child seems to be coming out more and more these days. But why not we have one life to live so we might as well enjoy it any way we can or want while we are able!

Life Adventures…Here I Come

I’ve started this post over and over many times looking for the correct words on this one but then I looked at a list on my phone and realized that the list itself is exactly what I need to share first before I find the right words, so with one realllllly deep breath, here I go.

Bucket List: Life Adventures that I want to experience.

  • Visit Australia
  • Visit New Zealand
  • Visit Ireland
  • Visit Italy
  • Visit Spain
  • Visit all 50 States
  • Hold a Koala
  • See a Panda
  • Go to a Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
  • Experience a concert at Red Rock
  • Experience a concert at the Grand Ole Opry (accomplished 10-22-16)
  • Have a six pack abs once in my life
  • Own a house
  • Make Wine
  • Learn to Play Guitar
  • Try out for a music TV competition
  • Own a lake home
  • Visit an area where there are open window ceilings to watch and sleep under the Aurora Borealis
  • Stargaze from the back of a truck bed with the back filled with pillows, cushions and blankets
  • Sturgis (accomplished August 2014)
  • Get the word BELIEVE tattoed on my foot
  • Act in a Fargo play
  • Sing the National Anthem at a Vikings and/or Twins game
  • Get married
  • Have a family
  • Start a wine group

Writing this and knowing that even one person could read this list made me nervous,  not going to lie my heart was pounding and is still pounding after typing out this very personal list, but I needed to do it, because I feel it makes me more accountable then I have ever been. It makes it more real, that these are things I truly do want to experience and hope one day I am able to check off. Some more than others as I wrote them down in no particular order.

But why am I sharing the list? That’s a good question. To prove to myself I have the courage to start making them happen. You see I’ve had this list for a few years on my phone and every now and again I look at it and think “I still want this to happen or maybe this will happen this year” and then it seems time passes and another year comes and I’m still looking at a list that hasn’t happened. For example; learn to play guitar has been something I’ve thought about for as long as I can remember now but why haven’t I gone after it and just done it? Fear. Fear I wouldn’t be very good or worse yet, wouldn’t be able to do it. What a silly thought.

Fear holds many of us back from so many things and if 2016 did teach me anything it’s to begin conquering my fears. Maybe I won’t be the best guitar player in the world but at least if I try I can say just that, I tried it no matter what. Failure happens to the best of us but if we don’t at least try we won’t ever know if we can and that’s the saddest part of it all.

Don’t let your fears hold you back from what you want to do and if you fail at something don’t think it’s over, just get back up and try it again. You think electricity was invented over night? It certainly wasn’t, which should be encouragement enough to want to try, try again. I realize that not everything on this list is as “simple” as going to try and learn to play guitar. Some of them come with time and patience but as well as opening myself up to different possibilities and not turning away from something that might scare me. I have a tendency of thinking about things too much and questioning them too much, but maybe, just maybe by sharing this I’ll begin to act and not over think it all.
With all of that said, I now encourage you to write down your Bucket List: Life Adventures that I want to experience and see what you come up. Then comes the hard part, share that list with someone, I know that seems a little silly but it’s scarier than I thought but in doing so I bet it will spark something inside of you that will give you the courage to go after what you want. In one year from now I plan on seeing what I checked off this list and I’m feeling more confident at that the moment that “play guitar” will have a check next to it. My hope for you is that you do the same. Good luck with those new years resolutions but even more so good luck with all of your life experiences, because the moments, the experiences and the memories are what you should remember as we go through this crazy thing we call life.

Back to Letters

The other day while cleaning up and organizing during my time off over the holidays I ran across some old letters and post cards and got to thinking I miss hand written notes. In a world of technology where we can reach people from basically the palm of our hands it seems the art of a hand written anything has gone away. I’m just as guilty but there was a time I loved doing it.

I’ll never forget in Elementary school when our teacher asked if we would be interested in being a part of a pen pal program. It was a program that put us in touch with other kids from different countries and we could correspond via letters because back then that was all we had. I remember when we got the name and address of our pen pal and rushing home to write a letter immediately. Lauren was her name, she was from Tasmania, Australia and she was my age.

We wrote for quite a few years, exchanging details about our lives, what it was like growing up in different countries and explaining our traditions and cultures. We even exchanged gifts as well as small currency to show each other what it looked like. There was something about the excitement of getting mail from a completely different part of the world and envisioning exactly where it came from and planning of the day you would one day go. Sadly I never got to meet my pen pal and even more sad have since lost touch and wish I could find her again to plan of the day as adults we might actually meet in person, could you imagine? It would be like your past staring you in the face but it’s years later.

I still have those letters and I cherish them as well as all the letters I received through the years from other pen pals. One from New Zealand, another who was a Marine and a nephew to close family friends who appreciated any mail while overseas fighting for our country.

Letters also always allowed me to stay in touch with friends who lived a bit of a distance growing up and to stay in touch in a way that didn’t cause our parents phone bills to be astronomical. It also allowed me to stay in contact with friends after graduation who went off to basic and to serve our country. Letters to us back then meant so much. It meant that someone was thinking of you and had taken the time to sit down and share with you details of their life or stories from the day, weeks maybe even the month.

Post cards were also a favorite of mine to receive in the mail especially from my grandparents who were world travelers and have visited places I can only dream and hope to visit one day. They shared their experiences on those miniature cards that had a picture of where they were at on one side and their written words on the other, they were fascinating and even more cool knowing it came sometimes half way around the world to end up with me.

Letters, post cards, written words…I miss them. They were a huge part of my growing up and I use to be pretty good at writing them myself and lets be honest these days isn’t it great to receive something other than a piece of junk mail or a bill in the mail? It rarely happens other than maybe for a rare special occasion like a birthday, a thank you or during the holidays when you receive a Christmas card, but how great do they make you feel when you get one?

Which is why I decided this year I’m getting back to writing…hand writing that is. I want to write a letter, or a hand written card for no reason but other than to say hello and that I’m thinking of you. Or if I am off traveling I want to pick up a post card and send it your way so you know what it’s like to have that experience of getting real mail. Does this sound like something you might like?

If this interests you even a little bit then let me know your address and you could be getting some unexpected real mail one day in the near future. How do I get this address you ask, well simple with technology you can either email it to me megan@bob95fm.com, Facebook private message me or if you have my number text it to me. I can’t say it will come immediately but I bet it will come when you least expect it and hopefully it will make you smile the way the letters I once received use to make me smile. It might seem a little old fashioned but I’m okay with that because this year I’m going to make it cool again to send letters because just like fashion sometimes it might be an oldie but it sure can be a goody!

Hello and Goodbye

Hello 2017…goodbye 2016 I thought to myself at midnight while yelling out “Happy New Year” among friends. Reflecting on the last year I wonder, where did the time go? Seems like it was only yesterday I was welcoming in 2016 and looking ahead to a year I thought for sure was going to be one of the best. I’d be lying if I said 2016 was everything I had hoped for and more because 2016 wasn’t the year I had thought it was going to be and definitely didn’t go how I thought it would. Straight up my first initial thought as 2017 inched near and 2016 came to a close, was “this year sucked”.

But then the optimist in me stopped to really think about it and despite the heartbreak, the loss of loved ones and disappointments the year brought there were some pretty incredible things that happened and that’s what I need to remember more than anything. In 2016 I formed some pretty incredible friendships that I wouldn’t trade anything for. Got to meet my favorite country artist Dustin Lynch.

Finally met my favorite country straits Dustin Lynch

I learned to look fear in the face by doing a Challenge Course with some of the most beautiful and inspiring women I have ever met. I spent countless days at the lake laughing, soaking up the sun and enjoying life. I got the fast car I always wanted and named it the White Knight to prove to myself I am okay just me.

My “White Knight”

I began the venture of looking for a place to call my own. I officially joined a church in Moorhead. I had a blast and survived (my voice  not so much) working with my pretty awesome co-workers at We Fest with BOB 95, being for the first time, the official We Fest station.  I took a trip to Nashville with some of my dearest and best girlfriends on a long needed girls trip. I got to experience the Vikings play at the new U.S. Bank Stadium, not once, but twice this year. I finally cut 10″ of my hair to donate to “Children with Hair Loss” and it was exhilarating. Last but not least I spent time with family, friends and loved ones.

Like I was saying 2016 didn’t go how I thought it was going to go but you know what I realized…2016 you didn’t suck, you were actually pretty good to me, you were a challenge for me at times that’s all. But because of this year I know I’ve grown stronger and I’ll continue to do so. Life or should I say God will challenge us but it’s our attitude and how we choose to deal with them that makes the difference.

So in parting with 2016 I say this…thank you for the friendships, the heartache, the challenges, the tears, the fun, the sadness, the laughter and the memories. Thank you for them all because they got me to where I am right now and I have an even better feeling that 2017 truly is going to be amazing and will be full of surprises, challenges and more but I’m ready, ready to say hello to 2017!

 

Happy Birthday Grandma

Today I have a special message to someone I miss very much so here it goes:

Dear Grandma,

How is heaven? Is it everything you thought it would be and more? This morning I woke up and realized it was October 11, your birthday. Today you would have been 92, so it was difficult when I woke up realized for the first time in my life you aren’t here for me to tell you Happy Birthday, because back in May you passed on to a better place. Though I can’t physically call or stop by to say Happy Birthday I believe that you will still hear this so instead tonight I write.

I know it’s not hand written but it’s a letter to you all the same. Growing up I remember how much you loved getting letters and how you often wrote to people. I learned some of that from you. Also, I remember how much you appreciated getting mail which is why wherever I traveled I made sure you got a postcard, letter or a card even if it was to say hello and I love you. All your grandchildren and children did that because we all knew it made you smile.

Today, besides letters though, I remember so much more. I remember all the times spent with you on the farm and the many days of gardening, cooking, baking and laughing. I have you to thank for my love and passion of cooking and baking because you taught me so much. One particular memory I will always carry with me, it was the time when I was 10 or 11 and I got to spend about a week with, no brothers, only me and I was going to learn some of grandma’s favorite things. During the week spent with you I learned how to make bread, buns, canning and so much more. It was just the two of us and I was so determined to make everything just the way you did, because it was so delicious. I had learned so much and couldn’t wait to go home and show everyone!

Imagine my disappointment a week or two later, when for the first time I tried to make overnight buns by myself at home and they fell flat, they never even rose, what had I done wrong? When I called to go over the recipe with you to figure out my mistake, how amused you must have been when you realized I had cooked the egg in the hot water by mistake. You never let on, however, if you were laughing at me, you figured out what happened and you told me to try it again because you knew I had it in me to make the best buns ever. After that it all came together and the next thing I knew the family was enjoying home made buns just like you made. The look of pride when I brought some over for you to try was one of the most accomplished feelings I have ever had. Thank you for believing in me.

You might not be here today on your Birthday but your memory and our stories will live on in my heart. You taught me so much through the years but the thing you taught me the most was how to be kind, treat people with love and respect and above all always keep the faith. You were one of the happiest, nicest people I knew and I’ll carry all those lessons and more with me and I hope one day to have someone to pass those lessons on to the way you passed them on to me. I cherished every moment I had with you and I’ll never forget any of it. Thank you grandma for you and for being one of my biggest fans always. Until we meet again, Happy Birthday grandma and I’ll love you, always and forever.

 

~Your Granddaughter