Now, I'm not as melodramatic as to say when things fell apart, my life was over, but I wasn't in a really happy place. I remember praying and praying hard for guidance and direction and what was the next step. Enter Meg.
Meg and I were friends from Ben Speer's Stamps-Baxter School of music, where she, her mother, a few other friends and I all hung out together. To be honest I thought she hated me at first, but I'm dumb and sometimes miss my mark on reading people. Anyway after that first year, Megan and I connected over facebook and became fast friends. We had an interest in silly love songs, and random movie quotes, Chevy Chase films and so on.
When things hit the fan, it was Meg who helped see me through it, and helped me to keep my head on straight. I didn't know what to do or where to go and it was her who brought me to Texas and let me do what I do best SING. She was truly an answer to my prayers at a time when I needed friends the most. I'm forever grateful to her and the Cox family for everything she's done and all the craziness that comes with putting up with me and my perfectionist, insane, rambling, nonsense For every panic attack you calmed me down from, every song you sang with me (best and first duet partner, next to Jason Crabb) and for watching and quoting bad movies with me. THANK YOU.
Words can't express how awesome Meg is. She was there for me the night my life changed in a major way, and came clear up here from Texas, and took care of me when I felt all hope was lost and put up with me when I was just plain mean or yelled in frustration, when most would have dismissed me as a nutty jerk.
And one thing I did not mention was that leaving Texas was truly one of the hardest things I ever faced this year.
Its great to have someone like Meg. She's a pain in the neck, but I think everyone could use a good friend like Megan. I miss my friend.