Buggy
meaganokelly.bsky.social
Buggy
@meaganokelly.bsky.social

❄️One time I got lost on a mountain because I thought I saw a moose (in PA) and no one believed me so I went to find the moose and prove them all wrong but I just got lost instead. But there really was a moose, found by someone else a few days later.
I went for a walk today. ♥️ It was short. It was unsteady. It was painful. It was slow. I’m regretting it now. But I did it. And my head is happy.
November 9, 2025 at 2:19 AM
You see, I don’t think asking if I can rake leaves without being impaired by my injury is a good indication of how well my healing is going. It’s just irrelevant.
October 24, 2025 at 1:13 AM
Q was a sweet girl, with the most curious eyes. And I got to watch her grow up. And now I’m struggling to find a way through this grief that doesn’t feel like it belongs to me? And all these kids, they’ll always be “mine.” And that’s everything I’ve got. They’re all of me.
April 4, 2025 at 11:49 PM
So when you see me wandering into the woods with a massive group of children, mind your business, we’ve got wilding to do. And throw a thank you to these guys, for showing me the way.
April 4, 2025 at 11:46 PM
That hundreds of kids will spend their early years running through the woods because one day I decided to take a bunch of kids into the woods and they were perfect.
April 4, 2025 at 11:46 PM
They will always be “my” kids. And I will always be grateful to them for teaching me the world. And I wonder if they even know that they already have this legacy.
April 4, 2025 at 11:45 PM
I owe all of it to that first group of kids I took into the forest. The ones that showed me the magical creatures that nature turns them into. Everything I do now and how I do it, started with them. I owe them everything and could never thank them enough for letting me see the wild inside of them.
April 4, 2025 at 11:44 PM
They eat leaves. They identify animal homes. They recognize the change of seasons. They wonder about new smells and sounds. They learn to be brave and they remember to be feral. And they grow with the trees. And I get to give them this time with nature.
April 4, 2025 at 11:43 PM
I’ve been so lucky to get to experience it over and over again, with new sets of kids all the time.
April 4, 2025 at 11:42 PM
Those kids that I took into the forest that summer changed everything for me. It changed how I did everything. It became the blueprint for the world I’ve created today. I wanted kids to be in nature as much as possible.
April 4, 2025 at 11:41 PM
I just had to bring them out into the forest, let them follow their instincts, and stand in the background and let it be known that there would be an adult there if anything went wrong, but this is their world and they should get to know it on their own.
April 4, 2025 at 11:41 PM
So we did it again and again that summer. And it was the happiest I’d ever been at work. It was the first time I realized that I’m pretty fucking good at my job.
April 4, 2025 at 11:39 PM
They broke my chest wide open. ♥️
April 4, 2025 at 11:38 PM
The older kids helped the younger kids get in and out of rough patches in the woods. The quiet kids became conquerors and adventurers. The brave kids encouraged the timid kids. They helped each other jump from rock to rock. They guided each other. They mostly ignored the adults.
April 4, 2025 at 11:37 PM
But it was fine. It was perfect. It was the start of something. The kids were happy. They talked to each other. They had ideas. They wanted to explore more. They wanted to create. They observed. They collected. They thrived.
April 4, 2025 at 11:36 PM
I didn’t know what to expect. The age range of the kids was pretty big, they could get hot or grumpy or tired. I could get hot or grumpy or tired. Can I and one other adult really take a bunch of kids into the woods and expect it to go any way but disastrous?
April 4, 2025 at 11:35 PM
One day, years ago, deep into the days of summer, after running out of ideas to keep the kids busy and happy and entertained, I had an idea. What if we just…take them for a walk in the woods?
April 4, 2025 at 11:34 PM
So, here’s the story of how they changed me, formed me, inspired me.
April 4, 2025 at 11:34 PM
All of these kids were my preschoolers. And they stayed mine, spending every summer with me. I got to watch them grow up. So many of them are graduated or in high school now. And most of them I still talk to regularly. One of them, we lost recently.
April 4, 2025 at 11:32 PM
I’ve been working with kids for over 15 years. I try to stay in touch with all of “my” kiddos. It’s a small, rural town, so that’s relatively easy to do. These are my neighbors, my family, my friends.
April 4, 2025 at 11:29 PM
Another story. Because my heart aches and I’m trying to fill it with joy.
April 4, 2025 at 11:27 PM
It’s Sunday, we plop.
March 23, 2025 at 9:39 PM
I got it!
March 23, 2025 at 7:10 PM
Dora read the card for us. 😂
March 21, 2025 at 2:32 PM
March 21, 2025 at 2:30 PM