I am going to start by clarifying that I am not talking about the lovey dovey connotations of romantic, I am talking about this definition: marked by the imaginative or emotional appeal of what is heroic, adventurous, remote, mysterious, or idealised.
I love words. Words in every form: speech, poetry, prose, stories, song, plays. I am fascinated by the way they sound, the way they can convey meaning, how their definitions vary depending on place and situation.
I write down inspirational quotes and poems that I see/hear. Recently my eldest children have started to comment on words of songs, like me they read a deeper meaning into them. It warms my heart.
With this in mind I have started working on a soundtrack for my children, it's a work in progress but here is some of it. I have added links to the songs lyrics. Call me soppy, call me daft but let me know what you think.
Perfect - Pink www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovnTcntGXVY
Three Little Birds- Bob Marley www.youtube.com/watch?v=CY6A5arNCQQ
Firework - Katy Perry www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3bkpyNiv8Y
By Your Side- Sade www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3JJ-_L70As
I Hope You Dance Lee Ann Womack www.youtube.com/watch?v=-KFAa40kZ30
My Wish - Rascall Flats www.youtube.com/watch?v=xz32I_GbpeU
Butterfly Kisses - Bob Carlisle www.youtube.com/watch?v=wioB4AQsYzg (for my girls)
Bridge Over Troubled Waters- Simon and Garfunkel www.youtube.com/watch?v=elWwI_DSp_E
Never Grow Up - Taylor Swift www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6qutPepOdc
The Climb - Miley Cyrus (yes I know but the lyrics are so good!) www.youtube.com/watch?v=jpTYG_Sqqdg
Forever Young - Rod Stewart www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgiL
Wednesday 13 February 2013
Wednesday 6 February 2013
Starting afresh
After some recent conversations I decided to pay some attention to my
long neglected blog. I've read through my posts, some quite depressing
and happened upon this one. I decided rather than start afresh I'd
refresh one of the better posts and hope it gives me the kick I need.
....and they all lived happily ever after....
...that was my expected life, married to a fantastic man, 4 children (2 of each), a couple of cats and maybe a dog.
Well I can say that, as I write this, I am married with 4 children (2 of each), a cat and a dog....good going!
I met M at 21, moved in together at 22 and acquired 2 cats, married at 24, had R at 27 (boy) and A at 29 (girl), so far so good.
Life has a funny way of sticking a spanner in the works.
Whilst I was pregnant for the second time, M was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I nursed him and as I bloomed in pregnancy, so he grew weaker. He died when A was tiny. I was a widow at 29......life had stuck a bloody great pin into my balloon and my expected life had gone pop.
Just under a year later I had met a new man who shared my pain and sadness. A's wife J had died from breast cancer a couple of months before M had died. We met as friends, had endless conversations about our friendship, swore we would never ever marry again and then we fell in love. We moved in together when I was 31 with his 2 cats, bringing cat total up to 4, married when I was 32 and got a dog, had E (girl) when I was 33 and C (boy) when I was 35.
Let's look back at my expected life again; married to a fantastic man,CHECK 4 children (2 of each) CHECK, a couple of cats and maybe a dog.CHECK! I have my expected life, I have just got here by unexpected means.
I would not change what has happened in my life,even if I knew the pain involved, to paraphrase a character from a powerful (and favourite of mine) film;
'I would rather have had one breath of his hair, one kiss from his mouth, one touch of his hand, than eternity without it. One.'
My Unexpected Life.
...that was my expected life, married to a fantastic man, 4 children (2 of each), a couple of cats and maybe a dog.
Well I can say that, as I write this, I am married with 4 children (2 of each), a cat and a dog....good going!
I met M at 21, moved in together at 22 and acquired 2 cats, married at 24, had R at 27 (boy) and A at 29 (girl), so far so good.
Life has a funny way of sticking a spanner in the works.
Whilst I was pregnant for the second time, M was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I nursed him and as I bloomed in pregnancy, so he grew weaker. He died when A was tiny. I was a widow at 29......life had stuck a bloody great pin into my balloon and my expected life had gone pop.
Just under a year later I had met a new man who shared my pain and sadness. A's wife J had died from breast cancer a couple of months before M had died. We met as friends, had endless conversations about our friendship, swore we would never ever marry again and then we fell in love. We moved in together when I was 31 with his 2 cats, bringing cat total up to 4, married when I was 32 and got a dog, had E (girl) when I was 33 and C (boy) when I was 35.
Let's look back at my expected life again; married to a fantastic man,CHECK 4 children (2 of each) CHECK, a couple of cats and maybe a dog.CHECK! I have my expected life, I have just got here by unexpected means.
I would not change what has happened in my life,even if I knew the pain involved, to paraphrase a character from a powerful (and favourite of mine) film;
'I would rather have had one breath of his hair, one kiss from his mouth, one touch of his hand, than eternity without it. One.'
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