We were rising, riding to the top with
patches of green below. I could
have almost touched the sky. My skin
warmed with each look from the blue
in your eyes. You looked at me with
devotion, but you had something up
your sleeve. Our life’s path was about
to change; an anticipated detour for both
hearts. Nothing would ever be the same,
in a good way, like the fairytale that
replayed in my dreams. This place was
enchanting, so close to Heaven, where flowers
bloomed and time stood still and God gave
His blessing. The bubbly was on standby,
I didn’t know at the time…for this was where
you asked me to be your Wife, to share each
high, low, day and night and where you said
those three sweet words
to me for Life.
Tag: Relationships
Games
Just yesterday, the score was even
but now I see you’re in the lead.
I apologize for my lack of
attention to the rules
or understanding a clearer
strategy. I was never the
best at playing games.
You were so much
better than me.
You had me fooled with
your moves sweet as
honey, though, I still feel like
a winner in the best of
reality. They say hind-sight
is twenty-twenty and now
I believe it to be so. For
with or without you, I’m
no longer feeling empty
and you are now nothing
but a bitter memory.
Lauren Scott © 2014
Heartbeats
My heart beats with a joyful rhythm
thinking only of you in every spectrum
remembering my life before you sauntered in
is nothing but a speck of dust from back then
I wasn’t looking to fill a void of any kind
my world was content with no ties to bind
but now as my head lies on your shoulder
with you beside me, nothing could be better
and as your arm warms me in its caress
My heart whispers to you its thankfulness
Lauren Scott © 2014
♥
Photo: Google Images
Celebrating Silver! ♥ Woohoo!
As we both remember the day we said our vows
many emotions were felt but we never had any doubts
We’ve seen dreams come true and felt the magic they brought
We’ve shared tears and sorrows when life wasn’t so bright
A quarter of a century, though, is a milestone to cherish
hand in hand we’ve walked and built our world on trust
from big events to simple pleasures enjoyed in ordinary days
we’ve only just begun as we stroll into new decades ♥
And this is “Our Song”
I still get goosebumps watching this awesome dance scene.
God Rest Patrick Swayze’s soul…
Happy 25th Anniversary to
My Husband,
My Best Friend,
My Partner in Life ♥
January 21, 1989
Lauren Scott © 2014
Rock ‘n’ Roll, Snow & Irish Cream ♥
Today, my hubby and I celebrate our 26th First Date Anniversary! 🙂 Yep, we remember these silly dates and though it sounds cliche, it still feels like yesterday. He was 27; I was 26. We lived in so. Calif. at the time and he took me to the Sycamore Inn for a very nice dinner, then dancing at Mt. Baldy Lodge & Restaurant! An awesome setting in the mountains! He chose this same place 6 months later when he proposed (after a ski lift ride to the top)…We then spent 3 New Year’s Eves here, dancing our socks off with a bunch of friends! I remember drinking Irish Cream Coffees (yum) and cooling off on the deck overlooking the snowy view, after dancing! Truly romantic and magical. ♥
Next month, we’ll celebrate our 25th Wedding Anniversary. I don’t think either of us can believe the time we’ve spent together is now wrapped up in photographs and not so current. Our relationship hasn’t been perfect. As far as I know, no relationship is…along with the laughs, we’ve shed tears for different reasons. However, we’ve managed to, instead of stumbling over the bumps, step over them and move forward…
I know of several couples who have divorced after 20 some years of marriage and it breaks my heart. I don’t want to be a statistic and so I have a vision of us rocking together on the front porch when we’re older, watching our grandchildren play. Since our kids aren’t “there” yet, for having children, our vision is “way” into the future! This vision, though, will remain our anchor and strength to persevere anything thrown in our path that is not welcomed! God willing, we’ll have the chance to rock ‘n” roll in rocking chairs! 🙂
Living together for many, many years, married or not, takes work. It’s not a piece of cake. Well, sometimes, it is, but other times, it’s not so sweet. Fortunately, Matt and I are both talkers…we have no trouble communicating, which I think is the key. Holding things in only gives trouble fuel to smolder.
So after almost 25 years of marriage, our kids aren’t little and precious anymore. They’re both in college and luckily, responsible young adults. Whether they like it or not, they’ll always be our “precious babies!” I don’t know what we’ve done right, but we must have done something because we are so blessed. And I mean this with all sincerity and the least bit of boasting…
A dark (health) cloud still insists on looming over us (one of the bumps), but with and through our lasting love for each other and our son and daughter, we’ll get through it, no matter what!
So…Happy “First Date” Anniversary, Honey!
You were my best friend in the late 80’s when we met.
You still are to this day and always will be.
I Love You.
L xo ♥
“Good Morning, Beautiful”
He says, “Good morning, Beautiful”
as I rise with the sun
I smile because beauty
isn’t what I possess
first thing in the morn
We see deeper than
laugh lines, though
through all the turned pages
and have come to realize
our love for each other is ageless
Lauren Scott © 2013
♥
Photo: Google Images
Butterflies to Stay
It’s easy falling into lust
sharing moments of passion
Falling in love, though
involves the heart
and much more compassion
Striving for “forever”
isn’t always a stroll in the park
but it’s a package worth opening
to experience that spark
It’s feeling those
beautiful butterflies
dancing inside
and sharing your world
with nothing to hide
It’s knowing you are special
even with your flaws
An eternal heart
loves you just because
It’s all of these and so much more
It’s having someone to adore
through all the mess
and all the calm
to comfort through the storm
LScott © 2013
Bruises
The storm was grueling
I wasn’t sure I’d get out alive
even following the aftermath
I didn’t think I’d survive
The physical blows didn’t cut
as deep as the verbal fumes
bruises became darker
leaving my emotions in ruins
(How must one touch the stars
when they feel nothing is theirs
for the reaching?
How must one climb
when their feet
seem to be slipping?)
I heard encouragement often
which made my heart swell
but words come easy when
not living in hell
In my solitary moments, I pondered
over those adjectives and verbs
and finally grasped the strength
to pull me up and move me forward
It’s not easy to break away
from the storm
but Hope is the illumination
that will always bring us home
LScott © 2013
I prefer writing in first person, but the content is fiction.
However, I wrote this for those who have been
or are in abusive relationships.
I hope and pray they find a way out;
no one is deserving of anything less than being treated
with love and respect.
♥
Baydreamer Writes ~ Lauren Scott, Author & Poet 