Only when it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

Well again, I guess you didn't see that one coming. Or maybe you did. Maybe I only think I am shocking, but really everyone already knows me really well and is like yea, yea, what's new? I have been a vegetarian for about 16 years of my life. I still remember the turning moment in a restaurant in Herkimer, NY on a school field trip, 7th grade, 12 years old, I was eating chicken fingers and I suddenly felt ill. I was only eating chicken at the time, because several months to a year before that I had given up all meat but chicken. I put the chicken finger down and thought I will never eat meat again. I know many people have had similar experiences in their life and then choosen a healthier lifestyle for it. Now here comes the fun part. In 16 years do you know how many times I have been approached with the following: "Where do you get your protein? You eat chicken don't you? Do you drink milk? Do you eat cheese? Then what do you eat? God made animals for us. We...

I should win the romance novel of the year award with this title. "A love story and a broken anniversary" really Meghan? Should I read on? you say to yourself.  Go ahead....it's not what you think. Not much is, ya know. We realized while sitting on my friend Mariah's new green couch the other day that it had been exactly one year ago that I had broken my foot. That fatal day of sky diving where the parachute didn't open and I thought my life was over....no no no, actually I was standing in flip flops on a corner, about to j-walk across the street to my office, when somehow my foot slipped off the curb, the bags of books I was carrying prevented me from catching myself on my way down, and moments later I stood up again with the help of a kind old Chilean man, a little bloodier with a broken bone in my foot. Oh the clumsiness, it's hard to believe a year of my life has passed since that awful morning of walking in between doctor's offices and hospitals ...