I wonder what Ryan will remember most about our family Thanksgiving dinners when he looks back in 30 years. When I look back, I remember the cold outside and the way the hot food cooking inside would steam up the windows. That the gravy was the best part and was doused over absolutely everything on the plate – except my Grandma’s homemade applesauce, which...Read More
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I'm Meghan. I grew up in Ohio, came of age in Arizona and am now raising a family in Pennsylvania. I'm a freelance writer and essayist, a stay-at-home mom to my seven-year-old son, and a foster parent. I'm told I am too organized and too sarcastic for my own good but I don't see how either is possible.