TBRI

once, as a new college freshmen, i went to watch a boys basketball game with my room mates. we were all new to the social scene but my friends quickly picked out their favorite (aka most eligible bachelor) player in the intramural match and sleuthed his name. they dared me, "yell his name and see if you can get him to look over here."

of course i did.

but when he looked toward the sound and up to our spot in the bleachers i suddenly stood, pointing to my own self, and yelled, "IT WAS MEEEEEEEEE!"

smooth, megan.

so matt and i sometimes shout, "it was MEEE!" to claim our embarrassing outbursts. 

i'm currently taking a (mind blowing) class in TBRI and over and over i yell, "it was ME" in my own mind. 

as i watch the whole mood of our home and the trouble behaviors improve drastically... it was ME

as i watch our beautiful babies develop trust, confidence and voice... it was MEEEEE

i've been thinking about things upside down for years and years and years, people.

IT WAS MEEEEEE.

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