My Life Story: 6 words at a time.
I've never been my best when I've gone at things alone. It's just this feeling inside me that knows I am so much better within the collective than fashioning myself for the pedestal life.
Perhaps its because I know I can't. That little contraction tells me all too well that I am not enough to withhold huge notions like goal line stands or down by 3 with 29 seconds to go. Me? I'm simply not your girl for that.
But give me a team? Give me a second source of support: a movement of humans where I am not only counted on, but in & for, and I find my CAN. I am so naturally the obnoxious defense that creates the turnover for a teammate to scoop-n-score. Or the voice of full throttle tenacity pelting out "EVERYBODY HOLD & MARK UP." Yes, me.
I've known this since just a little girl. And with the new launch of meghancobble.com, I wanted to be certain to use my inner most compositional truths to create one excellent movement of humans. For goal line stances and at-the-buzzer victories here in this place. I believe in team. I am my best tender when I share a jersey with others in which I think the world of.
Today's post is this new author's first. Yet she and I have worn the same jersey since 1988. I have always known the strength not only in character, but in absolute creation of this individual. She is for you. And once that is decided, there is no turning back. She is light. Easy & fun, this lady lives for memories and the pursuit of more pack-stuffed in her suitcase of life.
I am honored to have her as a member of this team of writers. Her truths bleed out simplicity, purpose, will & a tenacious spirit that so often we all need a good dose of on any given day.
Please make welcome my beautiful friend. My teammate, Meka Allgood.
Ernest Hemingway was once challenged to write a complete short story in only six words, a literary legend says. He came back with a brilliant six-word story and won the bet. I’m obviously no Hemingway, however I am a believer in less being more. This is the story of my life 6 words at a time.
Got Born. Stuff Happened. What’s Next?
I was born on March 14th (the year is not important), just know that I’m a Pisces. As a young girl, growing up in a small town, I had everything that I needed and wanted. Well, the exception being the horse that I asked for as a kid and never got. So, I will say all of my needs were met and most of my wants. That was one of the perks of being an only child. Honestly, you could not tell me that I was not rich until I was almost in middle school. My parent’s divorced before I was 5 years old and I have no memory of them actually being married and all of us under one roof. I will say that both of my parent’s family made sure that I did not become one of those kids that didn’t know one side of the family. I am living proof that it can be done without sacrificing the child’s relationship with their family. I have a large extended family of cousins, aunts, uncles and without my parent’s doing the right thing when I was a child then I’m sure I would have missed out on some great moments as a child. My cousins were my best friends and we are all close even to this day. I can only sum up my childhood in one word: AWESOME!
Knew it all until I lived…
“Pride ends in humiliation, while humility brings honor.” – Proverbs 29:23 (NLT)
I graduated high school with an honors diploma, bright eyed and bushy tailed looking forward to starting my life. Most importantly, I wanted to get the heck up out of the small town that I lived in so I could REALLY have some fun! I was 9 years old when I made the decision that I was going to college. Yes, you read that right 9 years old! I used to look at my uncle’s college year book over and over and dream of the day that I would be able to experience college life. I remember asking for and getting a packet from a local college fair at a church with tuition cost and everything in it when I was in 4th grade. I was so excited and now my dreams are becoming reality. I was so happy until I missed my period… What? How is this possible, me and my ex broke up before graduation. I have been living on campus and living the life for a month now and I missed my period. I couldn’t be pregnant! Uh, oh… I was pregnant! Less than a year after I graduated high school, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Less than a week after that my dad drove me to campus so I could take my finals. Yes, you read that right, do you really think that someone who planned on going to college at the age of 9 was just going to quit?
I’m thankful to God for this experience and life lesson when he gave it to me. The timing was perfect because I was a spoiled brat in so many ways and by having a child I had to put another life before my own.
Bounce Back Brighter, Bolder and Broader…
I’m not a fan of quitting, so I took one semester off of college and jumped back in with both feet and a full load of classes the following fall. There were tons of reasons that I could quit and they were all socially acceptable. By the grace of God, they were not acceptable to me. I worked full time and went to school full time with the help of family and friends I was able to finish school just 18 months after most of the people that I graduated high school with. As soon as I graduated, I started looking for a higher paying job. I landed an entry level position at one of the largest companies in the world and I haven’t looked back.
Still Figuring It Out, Constant Change…
“If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude.”
– Maya Angelou
I am here for a reason and my story is unfinished. This beautiful season that I am currently in at this point of my life is my favorite one yet. My goal is to live hard for the rest of my time here on earth. I’m no longer going to be committed to other’s opinions of me. I’m going to take more risks and get out of my comfort zone. I’m going to push myself HARD. With that being said, my final 6 words in the story of my life are: