I grew up in a small town outside of Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Where the mountains were my heaven. I was raised by two loving parents alongside my rambunctious and exuberant little sister.

My grandmother was the largest mark on my soul and taught us how to read and write and just about everything else. She instilled the need for words in me so deeply that I get offended when words are misspelled or misused. She was the fuel to my reading fire. I probably wouldn't be as obsessed with literature as I am had it not been for her.

I figured out in my teens that life doesn't go as planned and that the path that you forged in your childhood dreams can evaporate at the drop of a medical chart. I have a seizure disorder that likes to hinder my life. I was in a dark place for a long time because I didn't understand how I couldn't control my body's reactions to things. Having seizures limits a lot more than one would think. My driving is limited. Being able to work in the real world is limited along with a lot of other adult things. Which is hard when you grow up dreaming of a limitless life.

I have an amazing support system. I met my husband right in the beginning of all the seizure craziness and he stuck by me through all of it. We created a beautiful little boy together and a beautiful little life to back it up. I am extremely blessed with what I do have. And I thank the universe everyday for it.

I read about a bazillion books a month and I go off of great reviews to make those decisions. I have a ton of other obsessions that make up my little life. So I wanted to create a space for myself that is unlimited since the majority of my life is not. So The Making of Megan is my new start at some kind of limitless life.