Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Their Love

Her dreams were deeper than the enchanted forest,
higher than the mountains,
wider than the open prairie,
and his love took her to places she had never known.

Her heart was full.

Her blood coursed through her veins
faster, stronger, and freer than before.
Her vision was sharper.
Her mind was clearer.
Her breathing was deeper.
Her dreams were more vivid,
and she owed it all to his love.
A love that ran true, strong, deep, and passionate.
A mature love 
of friendship and companionship
and it had stood the test of time.
It had weathered the strain.
it had climbed the laborious mountain of pain
and stood on the crest of the mountain
like a roaring lion
screaming at the mountain top. . .
"WE HAVE SURVIVED!"
and are stronger and more resilient for it.

Their love endured forever...

Friday, October 13, 2017

The Prodigal Love - UYW

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them. 

Shea stood on the porch overlooking the huge task in front of her. At the foot of the drive she could see the vacancy sign, it echoed what was in her heart. Vacancy, empty, dry, her  batteries had quit so to speak. She didn't care anymore.
She tossed out the last few sips of coffee onto the ground, cursed and walked back into the entryway. Shea looked around her, in the   path of her vision she saw it. A photo of "him", how dare he look at her that way, smiling, smug, all knowing! He didn't know anything! DAMN HIM!
MOM! startled she spun around "WHAAAT?!"
Her son, only 9 years old, stood shaking. She cleared her throat and again, "what? I'm sorry honey, you startled me, do you need something?"
"umm, no, never mind." he shuffled off.
Shea caught his arm, "I'm sorry honey and I know I say that a lot these days, what did need?" she pulled him into a hug.
For a brief moment he relaxed but then quickly shrugged her off.
She took a deep breath. Again, DAMN HIM, here she was doing the best she could with what little he left her and her son, HER SON, was estranged from her because of HIM! GRRR she could feel it building again. That melt down she had been trying so desperately too avoid.
Walking down the hall towards the kitchen Shea saw the stack on bills on the side board. She hung her head and kept walking, what could she do, there was nothing left to sell except the house and property, no money, nothing but debt.
As she stepped into the kitchen there he stood, all six feet tall, tanned and holding a block of cheese?! What the what?
Kodi walked over, laid the cheese on the counter, gave her his best smile and said "good morning darlin', aren't you the picture of beauty this morning." Like that was going to fix everything! huh?!
The next morning it was all a blur, Shea rolled over and bumped into something...no someone. EEK ACK OMGosh what HAD she done???
With a sigh of relief she saw Kodi fast asleep, she rubbed her forehead, stretched her back and said NO MORE SUSHI at bedtime!
She rubbed his back, well it wasn't all a dream. He had left her, she had struggled, he had returned. Her prodigal love, she signed, took a deep breath and as she looked heavenward she whispered, "God I do love this man, please don't ever let him leave me again and if he does let his truck break down, his dog die, his favorite boots get a hole in them, his wallet get stolen...no, just let him stay here, love us and be faithful. Amen."
He rolled over at that very minute and said "good morning darlin', aren't you the picture of beauty this morning' kissed her nose and pulled her close.

Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado                  http://www.bakinginatornado.com
The Blogging 911                   https://theblogging911.com/blog
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo                      https://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/
On the Border                           https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
The Bergham Chronicles                  https://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com    
Southern Belle Charm                    https://www.southernbellecharm.com    
Bookworm in the Kitchen                  https://www.bookwormkitchen.com/  
TaylorLife                                     https://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com   
Climaxed                                      https://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com 

Your words are:
batteries ~ estranged ~ direct ~ vacancy ~ cheese ~ huge
They were submitted by: https://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/


Wednesday, October 11, 2017

A Bootiful Scream

Good morning! Today is an attempt at poetry by myself and poetry submissions from my blogger buddies. I hope you enjoy it and visit the others. We post once a month and each month have a different theme. As we are all different, each bloggers take on the them is different. At the bottom of the post you will find links to the other brave souls.


A Boo-tiful Scream

She walked gracefully by the stones,
cold and hard like her heart.
her fingers skimmed the tops
feeling the cold hard stone,
wet with evening dew 
causing her to shiver.
A thrill ran through her.
     an owl screeched,
          a limb snapped,
her breath caught in her throat.
A breeze picked up her skirt
and tossed her hair about.
Walking under a tree
she became like a ninja,
as she walked through a spider's web.
The laugh escaped her lips
catching her off guard.
She whirled around to see if anyone was there.
Her eyes lit with mischief.
She began to run.
The faster she ran,
the freer she felt.
She ran until she collapsed
lying on the chilly ground,
panting like a deer for water.
She released a boo-tiful scream
It came from deep within,
     a soulful scream
          a scream of release
               a flood of emotions came with it.
The owl screeched again.
She could hear the crickets.
The wind caressing her skin.
she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
She stood and walked away,
     forever changed. . .

by the boo-tiful scream


Be sure to read the other participants poetry!
Karen from Baking In A Tornado
http://www.bakinginatornado.com/2017/10/you-scream-october-poetry.html

Diane from On The Border
https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/2017/09/scream.html

Friday, October 6, 2017

The Tired, The Worn, The Broken aka The Victorious Woman

The last three years have been rough to say the least. I am tired, I am worn out from working 75 hours a week in 5 days, yes you read that correctly. I am broken, mentally, physically and emotionally BUT...
I am a victorious woman. Why? Because I refuse to give up or in. I will not be defeated. It is not about how many times I fall but about how many times I get up.
That is why I am victorious. I get up over and over and over again and will continue to do so until I draw my last breath.

Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 11 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts. 

My subject... is: Reality TV, do you watch it? Whether you do or not, do you think it’s actually reality or is that a farce and they’re really scripted? What would the theme of a reality show about you be?
It was submitted by: http://Bakinginatornado.com  

Well Karen my dear friend, I do believe that a lot if not all of the "reality" shows are scripted to a point. Some things happen and the director says "hey wait, that was good but let's try this, do it again and roll film" and so it goes. From reality to scripted. The ones that were real didn't last long or have changed so drastically you know it is scripted.
If my life were a reality show, it would definitely be "The Tired, The Worn, The Broken Victorious Woman" 
I will not go into detail but my life has been a LifeTime movie, especially the last 10 months. It is ridiculous but here I stand and stand I will because I am too damn hard-headed and stubborn to do anything else.
You can beat me, threaten me, stalk me and I will keep going. I promise with every breath in me, I will not stop and I will not back down. I am and will continue to be The Victorious Woman!

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

Baking In A Tornado                        http://www.BakingInATornado.com  
Cognitive Script                         https://cognitivescript.blogspot.com/
The Blogging 911                   http://theblogging911.com/blog
The Lieber Family Blog                     http://thelieberfamily.com
The Bergham Chronicles                  http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com
Southern Belle Charm                    http://www.southernbellecharm.com 
Bookworm in the Kitchen                 http://www.bookwormkitchen.com/   
Never Ever Give Up Hope                http://batteredhope.blogspot.com  
TaylorLife                                     http://www.TaylorLife.com    
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo                       http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com
Climaxed                                      http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com


Friday, September 29, 2017

Don't Panic, yet...Funny Friday

Welcome...



Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend.


Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Cognitive Script. (your's truly)


44 - Cognitive Script - September 2017.jpg
1. Me: So if I need help, you mean all I do is push this little dinky plastic button?


2. Tim, head of security "Yes BUT only IF it is an emergency"


3. Me "Okay, and what happens then"...impish grin


4. Tim, "DO NOT push this button Dawn! If you do, in less than 10 minutes there will be TSA, Security and the 3 Sheriff cars barreling in that door" and he points next to me.


5. Me... "really!? Cool, wait...10 minutes? Hell by that time I'll have it under control or be dead." Reality, whew sometimes truth is stranger than fiction. This was a real conversation between the head of security and myself at work.


Click on the links below and let some other bloggers make you smile:


Southern Belle Charm          http://www.southernbellecharm.com
Bookworm in the Kitchen      http://www.bookwormkitchen.com/
Baking In A Tornado             http://www.BakingInATornado.com
The Bergham Chronicles            http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com

Monday, September 25, 2017

Forgiveness

Forgiveness

Once, there was a time
I thought I would never heal.

Time marches on,
      life happens,
            hearts begin to mend.

My thoughts turn to you,
to happier times once shared.
I could not get you out of my mind.
You never left my heart.
     I gave in.
Forgiveness happened.

     We talked,
          we laughed,
               we healed,
                    we reconnected.
The love was still there,
we could no longer fight it.

Look at us now,
happy, whole and together.
It's amazing what happens when you forgive.
     Life moves forward,
          love blooms,
               clouds clear.
The storms may rage,
but you no longer weather them alone.

Standing on a hill looking down,
I can see clearly now
     YOU. . . my soulmate
     YOU. . . my love
     YOU. . . my forever

It's amazing what happens when you forgive

Friday, September 15, 2017

Assumptions are Dangerous

Assumptions are dangerous or as my boys youth pastor used to say "don't assume anything because you will make yourself the first three letters". The first time I heard him say that I thought it was awful and HOW DARE he say such a thing to my boys and our youth.
Well over the years I have learned just how true it is.
More times than not I have found myself jumping to conclusions due to my assuming things and found that I looked and or sounded like an ass. There ya go, the first three letters.
Never would I imagine that his words would ring true over and over again. Like the time I received an email from a friend, it was almost cryptic in nature, and left a ton of open ended questions. Did I ask? No. Who was I to question what they were saying, instead it was much easier to come up with my own  conclusions and assume. There again, ass.
The hideous thoughts we have, jumping to conclusions, never taking into consideration ALL possibilities but instead falling head first into a sea of self righteous indignation...oh wait, what. I'm the only one?
Tonight I sit here, waiting for someone to walk through the door, questions on my mind, assumptions of what they REALLY meant by an earlier comment, accusations in my head like those damn flying monkeys that tormented Dorothy. I have grown, I have learned a few things, so I sit here, waiting. No jumping to conclusions but asking at the right time, what did they mean, what was the reason behind their comment and what role do I play in this. Yes, I have learned a lot, grown, mostly through being damaged, hurt, crushed even. Tonight I simply say, you know your comment earlier today caused me concern, even hurt my feelings just a tad. Can we discuss it? Will you elaborate on what you said, spell it out, make it clear? Yes, I've learned a lot and it has had a high price but it has been worth every moment to find myself where I am right now.

Your words are:
never ~ jumping ~ tonight ~ email ~ hideous
They were submitted by: http://www.bookwormkitchen.com/                           

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.



At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them. 

Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:

Baking In A Tornado                  http://www.bakinginatornado.com
The Blogging 911                   http://theblogging911.com/blog
On the Border                           http://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
The Bergham Chronicles                  http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com    
Southern Belle Charm                    http://www.southernbellecharm.com
Bookworm in the Kitchen                  http://www.bookwormkitchen.com/  
Part-time Working Hockey Mom            http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/
Climaxed                                            http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com