I wrote this poem back in the summer of 2007 in lieu of feelings and emotions brought on by years of silence. My hope is that more individuals will be inspired to write from their soul and let go of the pain and suffering.
Where’s My Dear Family Gone?By Your Loving Daughter Christine
Time seemed infinite—alone and dark,
Until the day—July 10th, 1970 sparked.
They laid me down—between my two brothers,
While holding hands and smiling up at each other.
She was thrilled to have had me at last—so it seemed,
Her little baby girl was now here—she beamed!
They spoiled me rotten—gave me all that they could,
But in the end, it didn’t matter as they both thought it would.
The recitals, Girl Scouts—birthday party fun,
My parents were clueless to what had begun.
With them always gone—working five days a week,
It was easy for brother to steal or to sneak.
I don’t really know—how he got the desire,
Was he possibly touched by a secret admire?
This went on for a while—mostly at night,
Long after our parents were clear out of sight.
Sometimes he would visit—right after school,
He was six years older—I was his fool.
It’s hard to put into words how I felt,
What happened at eight—that was it—fate was dealt.
My innocence gone—in a blink of an eye
The world opened up—I wished I could die.
If that wasn’t enough—to bare all alone,
Several years later—the rape cut to the bone.
Conditioned in ways—that psyches only tell,
“Inner strength works miraculously well.”
I’ve moved on with life—married a man two years older,
My high school sweetheart—the one who let me cry on his shoulder.
He’s truly my hero—my number one fan,
Supporting me always—lending his hand.
I’m tearful though—for my dear Mom and Dad,
Who must wrestle with blame and guilt—it’s too bad.
They don’t call anymore or write through the mail,
It’s been almost a decade—I guess only time will tell~
The same goes for my two older brothers—whom I think of quite often,
The oldest not knowing—that he’s been forgiven.
I know in my heart—they think of me too,
But they don’t answer my calls—what more can I do?
It’s hard to refrain or to keep holding on,
When I know they’re still out there.
Where has my dear family gone?
Friday, October 3, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir "This Is How It Feels To Be Free"
Praise Ye The Lord.
What a wonderfull thing it is to be FREE!!
Thankyou Jesus. In You are ALL Blessings!
Lord Jesus, You are sooooo WORTHY to be PRAISED!
Bless Your Name.
There is a wall that has been standing, since the day that Adam fell.
Sin is where it started, sin is why it held.
Speaking as a prisoner, who was there and lived to tell, I remember how it felt.
I could here the sound of freedom, like a distant voice it called.
And beckoned me to follow, where I had never gone.
Though my heart was willing, I just stood there at the wall.
Praying somehow it would fall.
But in a cross I found a doorway, and a hand that held a keys.
When the chains fell at my feet, for the first time I could see.
This is how it feels to be free, this is what it means to know that, I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
There are days when I'm reminded of the prison I was in.
Like a living nightmare, burning deep within.
I can feel the voice of evil, I can hear the call of sin, but I won't go back again.
See once I tasted freedom, and the chains could bind no more.
Mercy gave me wings to fly, like an eagle I can soar.
This is how it feels to be free, this is what it means to know that, I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
Somewhere there's a prison where the chain still bind.
There but for the Grace of God, those walls could still be mine.
So for all the captives I say!!!!
This is how it feels to be free, this is what it means to know that I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeah.
This is how it feels to be free.
This is what it means to know that I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeah.
This is how it feels to be free, yeah.
This is how it feels to be free, yeah.
This is how it feels to be free.
Praise Ye The Lord.
What a wonderfull thing it is to be FREE!!
Thankyou Jesus. In You are ALL Blessings!
Lord Jesus, You are sooooo WORTHY to be PRAISED!
Bless Your Name.
There is a wall that has been standing, since the day that Adam fell.
Sin is where it started, sin is why it held.
Speaking as a prisoner, who was there and lived to tell, I remember how it felt.
I could here the sound of freedom, like a distant voice it called.
And beckoned me to follow, where I had never gone.
Though my heart was willing, I just stood there at the wall.
Praying somehow it would fall.
But in a cross I found a doorway, and a hand that held a keys.
When the chains fell at my feet, for the first time I could see.
This is how it feels to be free, this is what it means to know that, I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
There are days when I'm reminded of the prison I was in.
Like a living nightmare, burning deep within.
I can feel the voice of evil, I can hear the call of sin, but I won't go back again.
See once I tasted freedom, and the chains could bind no more.
Mercy gave me wings to fly, like an eagle I can soar.
This is how it feels to be free, this is what it means to know that, I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
This is how it feels to be free yeeeaah.
Somewhere there's a prison where the chain still bind.
There but for the Grace of God, those walls could still be mine.
So for all the captives I say!!!!
This is how it feels to be free, this is what it means to know that I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeah.
This is how it feels to be free.
This is what it means to know that I AM FORGIVEN!
This is how it feels to be free, to see that life can be more than I imagined.
This is how it feels to be free yeah.
This is how it feels to be free, yeah.
This is how it feels to be free, yeah.
This is how it feels to be free.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Writing from the soul...
Over the past several years I've wanted to begin writing about my past in hopes that I could get "my story" out so it might be of help to someone else who may be struggling with the same events I encountered growing up, especially the younger generation. When I picked up a book titled..."Writing for the Soul" I knew it was time to start.
"In Writing for the Soul, best-selling author Jerry B. Jenkins takes you on a personal and inspiring journey, imparting experience and wisdom gained from his impressive writing career. Unknown in his early days, Jenkins persisted in his passion to write, and his story reveals the rewards that can come to writers who put in the hard work and keep their priorities straight. Jenkins shares the honest and straightforward truth about how to find writing success and why the journey is a continuous one."
I'll be sharing bits and pieces of my childhood that will reflect the more painful side only because these are the experiences that I feel are most important to the audience I'm wanting to direct. I'm a person who tends to be optimistic and look at the "brighter" side of things. I feel in order for me to bring closure and positive significance to the unfortunate and tragic events that happened early on in my life, I need to reach out to those who are young and make them aware of just how vulnerable they are to society and even more, to those closest to them.
My tragic journey of unfortunate events begins at an early age, somewhere around the age of 6. The image of me crammed between the side of my twin bed and wall have forever left their mark imbedded in a memory I can't shake. I mentioned earlier that I will be sharing "bits and pieces", (I mean this literally) due to the many years of blocking out years of abuse (verbal and sexual). I've learned this, among many other pieces to the unfolding of my character and emotional scaring, through therapy and counseling. The severity of the abuse took a heavy toll on my memory bank...in some ways I would like to think of it as a blessing in disguise, but then again, it would make telling my story all the more easier. However, I'm going to do the best that I can to support the details of this unfortunate and emotional journey through time.
"In Writing for the Soul, best-selling author Jerry B. Jenkins takes you on a personal and inspiring journey, imparting experience and wisdom gained from his impressive writing career. Unknown in his early days, Jenkins persisted in his passion to write, and his story reveals the rewards that can come to writers who put in the hard work and keep their priorities straight. Jenkins shares the honest and straightforward truth about how to find writing success and why the journey is a continuous one."
I'll be sharing bits and pieces of my childhood that will reflect the more painful side only because these are the experiences that I feel are most important to the audience I'm wanting to direct. I'm a person who tends to be optimistic and look at the "brighter" side of things. I feel in order for me to bring closure and positive significance to the unfortunate and tragic events that happened early on in my life, I need to reach out to those who are young and make them aware of just how vulnerable they are to society and even more, to those closest to them.
My tragic journey of unfortunate events begins at an early age, somewhere around the age of 6. The image of me crammed between the side of my twin bed and wall have forever left their mark imbedded in a memory I can't shake. I mentioned earlier that I will be sharing "bits and pieces", (I mean this literally) due to the many years of blocking out years of abuse (verbal and sexual). I've learned this, among many other pieces to the unfolding of my character and emotional scaring, through therapy and counseling. The severity of the abuse took a heavy toll on my memory bank...in some ways I would like to think of it as a blessing in disguise, but then again, it would make telling my story all the more easier. However, I'm going to do the best that I can to support the details of this unfortunate and emotional journey through time.
Monday, September 22, 2008
The River
I sang this song during a talent show several years back in front of the entire school where I work and support kids with learning disabilities as well as a motivational coach for young teens. I believe that it's extremely crucial to reach out to the younger generation and express the importance of having dreams and being the best you can be!
The River
Written by: Garth Brooks, Victoria Shaw
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You know a dream is like a river
Ever changin' as it flows
And a dreamer's just a vessel
That must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores.. and
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Too many times we stand aside
And let the waters slip away
'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
Has now become today
So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance the tide.. yes
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
And there's bound to be rough waters
And I know I'll take some falls
But with the good Lord as my captain
I can make it through them all.. yes
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Yes, I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
'Til the river runs dry
Sunday, September 21, 2008
"Grandpa"
Dedicated to my own "grandpas'" who never made it long enough in this lifetime to ask...'tell me 'bout the good old days' - love you all so much and can't wait to see you again in the BIG house. Muah, love you bunches!!! Your Grand daughter, Christine ;)
The Christine Smith Story (written by a colleague back in 2002)
The Christine Smith Story...
"I knew she was a cheerleader the first time I saw her. Energy radiated from her almost as much as her youthful beauty. Getting the entire Covington Middle School staff to cheer the school song was a challenge, and I waited to see if she was up for it.
A few weeks later she was sitting at my desk and I quickly realized that she was much more than a pretty cheerleader. Christine Smith was a fighter. Not the type that most would imagine with red trunks and bulky gloves, but the type that survives. That lives through misery and then rises above it. The type that can conquer just about anything.
Christine is a challenge to anyone who has suffered pain and been defeated by it. She says, ‘I wanted to rise above it and have a better life.' And she has done this by being positive, nurturing her spiritual side and learning through other's mistakes. She strives to take care of herself by exercising and staying in shape.
Christine's hard work and great attitude have allowed her to create a fulfilling life for herself. She is happily married and a mother to three children ages 8, 10, and 12. Finding a balance in her life is a struggle, as she wants to encourage and support all the people in her life. She picks her battles with the people she loves so that the time she spends with them is quality, stays very organized, and finds special ways to let her family and friends know she cares.
I would never have guessed that Christine is a paraeducator, coach, wife, and mother of three when I first saw her. Her attitude has kept her looking very young and she radiates self-confidence and happiness. Even more surprising was the strength this woman has shown by overcoming personal tragedy to be the ‘class act' she is today!"
Thank you so much Melinda for listening and putting it all into words~
"I knew she was a cheerleader the first time I saw her. Energy radiated from her almost as much as her youthful beauty. Getting the entire Covington Middle School staff to cheer the school song was a challenge, and I waited to see if she was up for it.
A few weeks later she was sitting at my desk and I quickly realized that she was much more than a pretty cheerleader. Christine Smith was a fighter. Not the type that most would imagine with red trunks and bulky gloves, but the type that survives. That lives through misery and then rises above it. The type that can conquer just about anything.
Christine is a challenge to anyone who has suffered pain and been defeated by it. She says, ‘I wanted to rise above it and have a better life.' And she has done this by being positive, nurturing her spiritual side and learning through other's mistakes. She strives to take care of herself by exercising and staying in shape.
Christine's hard work and great attitude have allowed her to create a fulfilling life for herself. She is happily married and a mother to three children ages 8, 10, and 12. Finding a balance in her life is a struggle, as she wants to encourage and support all the people in her life. She picks her battles with the people she loves so that the time she spends with them is quality, stays very organized, and finds special ways to let her family and friends know she cares.
I would never have guessed that Christine is a paraeducator, coach, wife, and mother of three when I first saw her. Her attitude has kept her looking very young and she radiates self-confidence and happiness. Even more surprising was the strength this woman has shown by overcoming personal tragedy to be the ‘class act' she is today!"
Thank you so much Melinda for listening and putting it all into words~
Monday, September 15, 2008
"Damaged" by
I can also relate to this song...being a victim to incest from around the early age of 6 well into my teenage years and then being raped when I was 16 by a family aquaintance - I truly can say, this could be a song that would pretty much sum up my adolescent years. But as the song repeats, so do I - "I must go on..."
"Damaged"
By Plumb
Dreaming comes so easily
Cause it's all that I've known
True love is a fairytale
I'm damaged, so how would I know?
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Healing comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Won't let anyone get close to me
I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
There's only for my soul
And undo this fear
Forgiveness for a man
Who was stronger
I was just a little girl
But I can't look back
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back..
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on....
"Damaged"
By Plumb
Dreaming comes so easily
Cause it's all that I've known
True love is a fairytale
I'm damaged, so how would I know?
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Healing comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Won't let anyone get close to me
I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
There's only for my soul
And undo this fear
Forgiveness for a man
Who was stronger
I was just a little girl
But I can't look back
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back..
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on....
"A Child Is Born" by Barbra Streisand
Due to my interest of learning about my past and bringing it to life now, I thought I would make it fun by telling it through lyrics taken from my era. Also, I thought it would be even better to bring you along to join in the fun as well!! In doing so, please share - this is just another way to learn about each other and become closer as children of the 70's!! How would you sum up your childhood years or pick a favorite and share - go ahead, I dare ya!!!
ME, I'm a person who likes to start from the beginning, so I'd like to start with the year I was born. I matched it up with Barbar Streisand's - "A Child Is Born". I felt it was most fitting to what my parents were feeling at the time of my birth. I followed two son's, which my mother was extremely excited to find she had finally given birth to a baby girl!! My mother grew up playing with baby dolls (favorite one was named, Christine) and since then had dreamed of having a baby girl to name, what else but, Christine!
A Child Is Born
A child is born
We've suddenly stepped through
A thousand dolls
A child is born
Her chin is like mine
But her eyes are yours
How perfectly formed are her fingers
So far reach, so much to know
What words will be formed by her fingers
We'll hold her close
Then let her go
How sweet to find
A part of ourselves
We knew nothing of
A child is born
A child that is born of our love
Sunday, July 6, 2008
High School Sweethearts...Bop with ya baby(one of our favorites)
Bop with ya baby
By Dan Seals
Put On Your Boppin Socks Baby
Roll Up Your Old Blue Jeans
Theres a Band Playin Down At The Armorie
Who Knows What Boppin Rope Really Means
I Wanna Ride In Your 55 T-Bird
Ride Through Some Old Memories
I Ain't After Your Body Baby
I Just Want You To Dance With Me
{CHORUS}
{{I Wanna Bop With Ya Baby All Night Long
I Wanna Bop The Night Away
I Wanna Make It A Night Like It Used To Be
When Are Hearts Were Young And Our Souls Were Free
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long
I Wanna B-Bop With You Baby 'Till The Break Of Dawn
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long}}
I Got An Old Photograph In My Pocket
When We Were Still In Our Teens
Lord Knows I Feel A Lot Older Now
But You Still Look The Same To Me
Honey You Don't Ever Laugh Like You Used To
And I Dont Wanna See You Blue
If You Ain't Busy Tonight And You Think It's Alright
This Is What I Wanna Do
{CHORUS}
{{I Wanna Bop With Ya Baby All Night Long
I Wanna Bop The Night Away
I Wanna Make It A Night Like It Used To Be
Aahh When Are Hearts Were Young And Our Souls Were Free
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long
I Wanna B-Bop With You Baby 'Till The Break Of Dawn
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long}}
Lets Twist and Shout
Oh Just Like In the Good Old Days
Baby Watch Out
You Know That I Can't Stand It
When You Look At Me That Way
{CHORUS until fade}
Long live our memories J...Hugs, Luvie
By Dan Seals
Put On Your Boppin Socks Baby
Roll Up Your Old Blue Jeans
Theres a Band Playin Down At The Armorie
Who Knows What Boppin Rope Really Means
I Wanna Ride In Your 55 T-Bird
Ride Through Some Old Memories
I Ain't After Your Body Baby
I Just Want You To Dance With Me
{CHORUS}
{{I Wanna Bop With Ya Baby All Night Long
I Wanna Bop The Night Away
I Wanna Make It A Night Like It Used To Be
When Are Hearts Were Young And Our Souls Were Free
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long
I Wanna B-Bop With You Baby 'Till The Break Of Dawn
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long}}
I Got An Old Photograph In My Pocket
When We Were Still In Our Teens
Lord Knows I Feel A Lot Older Now
But You Still Look The Same To Me
Honey You Don't Ever Laugh Like You Used To
And I Dont Wanna See You Blue
If You Ain't Busy Tonight And You Think It's Alright
This Is What I Wanna Do
{CHORUS}
{{I Wanna Bop With Ya Baby All Night Long
I Wanna Bop The Night Away
I Wanna Make It A Night Like It Used To Be
Aahh When Are Hearts Were Young And Our Souls Were Free
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long
I Wanna B-Bop With You Baby 'Till The Break Of Dawn
I Wanna Bop With You Baby All Night Long}}
Lets Twist and Shout
Oh Just Like In the Good Old Days
Baby Watch Out
You Know That I Can't Stand It
When You Look At Me That Way
{CHORUS until fade}
Long live our memories J...Hugs, Luvie
The Lucky One...always and forever!
"The Lucky One"
So hot outside all i can wear
Is these cut off overalls
And these sandals on my feet
But i emptied my pockets for a bus ticket
So i could sit there on a broken seat
I got no place i should go
I got no worries you know
Second or seventh street
It doesn't matter to me
[Chorus:]
'cause you're mine
That's all i need to know
The sunshine's everywhere we go
It's so right cause i've got you to hold
Every night yeah
I'm the lucky one
I'm the lucky one
Well i pulled back down to my upstreet apartment
And the air never works in that old place
Twenty-seven and i thought i'd be further along
Than just this rented space
I got no papers to read
I got no cable tv
And i got no places to be
I got no people to meet
[chorus]
I'm on a roll
When i'm with you
Don't stop me now
I just can't lose
[chorus]
So hot outside all i can wear
Is these cut off overalls
And these sandals on my feet
But i emptied my pockets for a bus ticket
So i could sit there on a broken seat
I got no place i should go
I got no worries you know
Second or seventh street
It doesn't matter to me
[Chorus:]
'cause you're mine
That's all i need to know
The sunshine's everywhere we go
It's so right cause i've got you to hold
Every night yeah
I'm the lucky one
I'm the lucky one
Well i pulled back down to my upstreet apartment
And the air never works in that old place
Twenty-seven and i thought i'd be further along
Than just this rented space
I got no papers to read
I got no cable tv
And i got no places to be
I got no people to meet
[chorus]
I'm on a roll
When i'm with you
Don't stop me now
I just can't lose
[chorus]
To all our unexpected moments in life...(they were all worth it~)
"Unanswered Prayers"
by Garth Brooks
Just the other night at a hometown football game
My wife and I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them the past came back to me
And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be
She was the one that I'd wanted for all times
And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine
And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then
I'd never ask for anything again
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me
In her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days
There wasn't much we could recall
I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all
And as she walked away and I looked at my wife
And then and there I thanked the good Lord
For the gifts in my life
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
That just because he may not answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered...
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
by Garth Brooks
Just the other night at a hometown football game
My wife and I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them the past came back to me
And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be
She was the one that I'd wanted for all times
And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine
And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then
I'd never ask for anything again
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me
In her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days
There wasn't much we could recall
I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all
And as she walked away and I looked at my wife
And then and there I thanked the good Lord
For the gifts in my life
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
That just because he may not answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered...
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
On Our Wedding Day...(December 24, 1988)
"From This Moment On"
by Shania Twain
(I do swear that I'll always be there.
I'd give anything and everything and I will always care.
Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow,
for better for worse, I will love you with
every beat of my heart.)
From this moment life has begun
From this moment you are the one
Right beside you is where I belong
From this moment on
From this moment I have been blessed
I live only for your happiness
And for your love I'd give my last breath
From this moment on
I give my hand to you with all my heart
Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start
You and I will never be apart
My dreams came true because of you
From this moment as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment on
You're the reason I believe in love
And you're the answer to my prayers from up above
All we need is just the two of us
My dreams came true because of you
From this moment as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment
I will love you as long as I live
From this moment on
All my love,
Luvie
by Shania Twain
(I do swear that I'll always be there.
I'd give anything and everything and I will always care.
Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow,
for better for worse, I will love you with
every beat of my heart.)
From this moment life has begun
From this moment you are the one
Right beside you is where I belong
From this moment on
From this moment I have been blessed
I live only for your happiness
And for your love I'd give my last breath
From this moment on
I give my hand to you with all my heart
Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start
You and I will never be apart
My dreams came true because of you
From this moment as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment on
You're the reason I believe in love
And you're the answer to my prayers from up above
All we need is just the two of us
My dreams came true because of you
From this moment as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment
I will love you as long as I live
From this moment on
All my love,
Luvie
My Hero and Best Friend...Jordan Smith (Husband)
Friend
By Dan Seals
I always thought you were the best
I guess I always will.
I always thought that we were blessed
And I feel that way still.
Sometimes we took the hard road
But we always saw it through.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Sometimes the world was on our side
Sometimes it wasn't fair.
Sometimes it gave a helping hand
Sometimes we didn't care.
'Cause when we were together
It made the dream come true.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Someone who understands me
And knows me inside out.
Helps keep me together
And believes without a doubt,
That I could move a mountain
Someone to tell it to.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Someone who understands me
And knows me inside out.
Helps keep me together
And believes without a doubt,
That I could move a mountain
Someone to tell it to.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Love you forever and always Jordan
Muah~
By Dan Seals
I always thought you were the best
I guess I always will.
I always thought that we were blessed
And I feel that way still.
Sometimes we took the hard road
But we always saw it through.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Sometimes the world was on our side
Sometimes it wasn't fair.
Sometimes it gave a helping hand
Sometimes we didn't care.
'Cause when we were together
It made the dream come true.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Someone who understands me
And knows me inside out.
Helps keep me together
And believes without a doubt,
That I could move a mountain
Someone to tell it to.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Someone who understands me
And knows me inside out.
Helps keep me together
And believes without a doubt,
That I could move a mountain
Someone to tell it to.
If I had only one friend left
I'd want it to be you.
Love you forever and always Jordan
Muah~
No matter what...I've got my "Father's Eyes"
I may not be every mothers dream for her little girl,
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.
But thats all right, as long as I can have one wish I pray:
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say,
Shes got her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that find the good in things,
When good is not around;
Eyes that find the source of help,
When help just cant be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done,
Good and bad theyll all be had to see by everyone.
And when youre called to stand and tell just what you saw in me,
More than anything I know, I want your words to be,
She had her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that found the good in things,
When good was not around;
Eyes that found the source of help,
When help would not be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through,
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.
But thats all right, as long as I can have one wish I pray:
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say,
Shes got her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that find the good in things,
When good is not around;
Eyes that find the source of help,
When help just cant be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done,
Good and bad theyll all be had to see by everyone.
And when youre called to stand and tell just what you saw in me,
More than anything I know, I want your words to be,
She had her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that found the good in things,
When good was not around;
Eyes that found the source of help,
When help would not be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through,
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
Childhood Secret...abused by older brother for years
"Damaged"
By Plumb
Dreaming comes so easily
Cause it's all that I've known
True love is a fairytale
I'm damaged, so how would I know?
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Healing comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Won't let anyone get close to me
I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
There's only for my soul
And undo this fear
Forgiveness for a man
Who was stronger
I was just a little girl
But I can't look back
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back..
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on....
By Plumb
Dreaming comes so easily
Cause it's all that I've known
True love is a fairytale
I'm damaged, so how would I know?
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Healing comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Won't let anyone get close to me
I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know
I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
There's only for my soul
And undo this fear
Forgiveness for a man
Who was stronger
I was just a little girl
But I can't look back
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
Can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back...
I can't go back..
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on...
I must go on....
Teenage years...
My husband now (boyfriend then) use to serenade me with the following song...we both were country lovers at heart!! Probably more so than R & R at the time, although we had our share of favorites to rock to!!
She Don't Know (She's Beautiful)
by Kenny Chesney
We go out to a party somewhere
The moment we walk in the door
People stop and everybody stares
She don't know what they're staring for
She don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her so
There she goes just walking down the street
And someone lets a whistle out
A girl like her she just can't see
What the fuss is all about
And she don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her so
Mornin' comes and her hairs all a mess
That's when she thinks she looks her worst
It's times like this she dont know why
I can't take my eyes off her
And she don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her
She don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her
She don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her so
She Don't Know (She's Beautiful)
by Kenny Chesney
We go out to a party somewhere
The moment we walk in the door
People stop and everybody stares
She don't know what they're staring for
She don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her so
There she goes just walking down the street
And someone lets a whistle out
A girl like her she just can't see
What the fuss is all about
And she don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her so
Mornin' comes and her hairs all a mess
That's when she thinks she looks her worst
It's times like this she dont know why
I can't take my eyes off her
And she don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her
She don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her
She don't know she's beautiful
(never crossed her mind)
She don't know she's beautiful
(no shes not that kind)
She dont know shes beautiful
Though time and time i've told her so
I was also a "City Girl"...
Danger in the shape of somethin' wild
Stranger dressed in black, she's a hungry child
No one knows who she is or what her name is
I don't know where she came from or what her game is
(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
(Hot child in the city)
So young to be loose and on her own
Young boys, they all want to take her home
She goes downtown, the boys all stop and stare
When she goes downtown, she walks like she just don't care, care
(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Yeah
(Hot child in the city)
Come on down to my place, baby
We'll talk about love
Come on down to my place, woman
We'll make love!
Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)
She's kinda dangerous
(Hot child in the city)
Young child
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Young child, runnin' wild
(Hot child in the city)
Hot child in the city
Stranger dressed in black, she's a hungry child
No one knows who she is or what her name is
I don't know where she came from or what her game is
(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
(Hot child in the city)
So young to be loose and on her own
Young boys, they all want to take her home
She goes downtown, the boys all stop and stare
When she goes downtown, she walks like she just don't care, care
(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Yeah
(Hot child in the city)
Come on down to my place, baby
We'll talk about love
Come on down to my place, woman
We'll make love!
Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)
She's kinda dangerous
(Hot child in the city)
Young child
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Young child, runnin' wild
(Hot child in the city)
Hot child in the city
I was "Born In The U.S.A"
One of my favorites and true to where I was born...
Born down in a dead mans town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog thats been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a.
I was born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a.
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the u.s..a....
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said son if it was up to me
Went down to see my v.a. man
He said son, dont you understand
I had a brother at khe sahn
Fighting off the viet cong
Theyre still there, hes all gone
He had a woman he loved in saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
Im ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run aint got nowhere to go
Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., Im a long gone daddy in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., Im a cool rocking daddy in the u.s.a.
Born down in a dead mans town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog thats been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a.
I was born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a.
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
Born in the u.s..a....
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said son if it was up to me
Went down to see my v.a. man
He said son, dont you understand
I had a brother at khe sahn
Fighting off the viet cong
Theyre still there, hes all gone
He had a woman he loved in saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
Im ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run aint got nowhere to go
Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., Im a long gone daddy in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a.
Born in the u.s.a., Im a cool rocking daddy in the u.s.a.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
About Me...("A Child Is Born")
Hi! Thanks for stopping by~
I came from an extremely dysfuntional background and because of the cycle repeating itself quite a number of times, I'm afraid I've lost quite a bit of my childhood memories. The trauma I endured as a small child and adolescent has had a magnificent outcome to my memory now as an adult and I'd like to rekindle up as much of the past as I possibely can. Hopefully with the memories of others along with my own bits and pieces I can get on to learning more about my past.
P. S. Check out my blog at http://cheerbear2468.blogspot.com for more information about me and my insight to my years growing up.
Excerpt from my blog:
Due to my interest of learning about my past and bringing it to life now, I thought I would make it fun by telling it through lyrics taken from my era. Also, I thought it would be even better to bring you along to join in the fun as well!! In doing so, please share - this is just another way to learn about each other and become closer as children of the 70's!! How would you sum up your childhood years or pick a favorite and share - go ahead, I dare ya!!!
ME, I'm a person who likes to start from the beginning, so I'd like to start with the year I was born. I matched it up with Barbar Streisand's - "A Child Is Born". I felt it was most fitting to what my parents were feeling at the time of my birth. I followed two son's, which my mother was extremely excited to find she had finally given birth to a baby girl!! My mother grew up playing with baby dolls (favorite one was named, Christine) and since then had dreamed of having a baby girl to name, what else but, Christine!
A Child Is Born
A child is born
We've suddenly stepped through
A thousand dolls
A child is born
Her chin is like mine
But her eyes are yours
How perfectly formed are her fingers
So far reach, so much to know
What words will be formed by her fingers
We'll hold her close
Then let her go
How sweet to find
A part of ourselves
We knew nothing of
A child is born
A child that is born of our love
I came from an extremely dysfuntional background and because of the cycle repeating itself quite a number of times, I'm afraid I've lost quite a bit of my childhood memories. The trauma I endured as a small child and adolescent has had a magnificent outcome to my memory now as an adult and I'd like to rekindle up as much of the past as I possibely can. Hopefully with the memories of others along with my own bits and pieces I can get on to learning more about my past.
P. S. Check out my blog at http://cheerbear2468.blogspot.com for more information about me and my insight to my years growing up.
Excerpt from my blog:
Due to my interest of learning about my past and bringing it to life now, I thought I would make it fun by telling it through lyrics taken from my era. Also, I thought it would be even better to bring you along to join in the fun as well!! In doing so, please share - this is just another way to learn about each other and become closer as children of the 70's!! How would you sum up your childhood years or pick a favorite and share - go ahead, I dare ya!!!
ME, I'm a person who likes to start from the beginning, so I'd like to start with the year I was born. I matched it up with Barbar Streisand's - "A Child Is Born". I felt it was most fitting to what my parents were feeling at the time of my birth. I followed two son's, which my mother was extremely excited to find she had finally given birth to a baby girl!! My mother grew up playing with baby dolls (favorite one was named, Christine) and since then had dreamed of having a baby girl to name, what else but, Christine!
A Child Is Born
A child is born
We've suddenly stepped through
A thousand dolls
A child is born
Her chin is like mine
But her eyes are yours
How perfectly formed are her fingers
So far reach, so much to know
What words will be formed by her fingers
We'll hold her close
Then let her go
How sweet to find
A part of ourselves
We knew nothing of
A child is born
A child that is born of our love
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