Isn't it funny how a song can take you back to a time, a place, a moment. My life has moved on, I've moved on and changed. I have changed so much and my feelings are different but simple words can revisit very specific thoughts and feelings of a certain time.
Don't You Remember by Adele
When will I see you again? You left with no goodbye, Not a single word was said, No final kiss to seal any scene, I had no idea of the state we were in,
I know I have a fickle heart and a bitterness, And a wandering eye, and heaviness in my head,
But don't you remember? Don't you remember? The reason you loved me before, Baby, please remember me once more,
When was the last time you thought of me? Or have you completely erased me from your memory? I often think about where I went wrong, The more I do, the less I know,
Before Hurricane Katrina I liked this song. I thought Kanye was ground breaking and revolutionary in the R&B/Rap world. That he could mention Jesus in a Rap song and sell it! Way to go Kanye... Then the boy did it! He had to open his mouth. He got up during a FUNDRAISER for Hurricane Katrina. He started blaming Bush for what happened at Katrina. As if he is the one who sent the Hurricane to devistate the beautiful cities in Mississippi, Louisana, and Texas.. He stated President Bush didn't care about the black people. There is a time and a place to speak your peace about such a topic but a fundraiser isn't one of them and I am glad the producer cut his mic.
I might get my own hate mail for this but Racism is a live and well and its not always with the White People. If we constantly have to bring up race on either side we are constantly putting restraints on ourselves to not move on and up from it.
Then he did the Taylor Swift Incident... Okay I am a loyal Taylor Swift fan but even if I wasn't that is just FREAKING rude and another sign that he is racist. Get a grip! Not only since then but following the MTV Music Awards has he went on to talk shit about her. He has no respect. So even though Jesus Walks is fabulous I have no respect for Kanye West as a person or artist!
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30 Day Song Challengeday 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep , as well as the entire sound track. I love Phantom of the Opera. Yiruma - River Flows in You, Willy Wonka Soundtrack Pure Imagination, we often can't sleep without that heartbeat sound from my sons light show.
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I don't dance often in public... well never since i don't go to bars or clubs anymore. But I rarely even dance around the house (unless I am playing Just Dance) or by myself doing housework. Rick wished I would. I guess Nelly Furtado makes me move the most. I can't help itsometimes when I am listening to her and (Timbaland)
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So I ask Rick when I can't pick the song for the day and he usually gives me a very generic answer... Day 8 was no exception. What song don't you know the lyrics too? He replied. Okay I am tone deaf and Simon Cowell's worst nightmare but I do sing when I love a song. I sing in church till I start my yawning thing. When I was pregnant it got real shitty. Anyways I chose for Day 8 No Doubt Don't Speak. In 2001 when I lived in Douglasville I would go to Peckerhead's and sing Karaoke and this was my go to song if I wasn't with my normal group. It was lots of fun and I like this song a lot. Its back to my Cali girl blood!
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Dear Chris Medina,
Its true your story about Juliana did strike a cord on winning America's hearts. Every good woman on earth deserves a man with your faith and devotion. Juliana must be a very special woman. But when I hear you perform you did send tingles down my spine. As the judges have said you sing from your heart and that's where your talent comes from. I am sure Juliana has helped make you the man you've come to be. The saying goes Behind every great man there's a great woman. I was heart broken when you were sent home. I laid in bed right after Idol and cried. I just said God has a bigger plan than we know. I hope he achieves his goal because a person with that type of soul deserves it. Then I thought to myself... what if I ever had the choice between death and watching Rick in a vegetative state or severely brain damaged... What would I choose? The fact that I couldn't choose and that it was a hard decision I just couldn't make. My thoughts that night gave me even more respect for you. Well the next night watching Idol seeing men go through that were more inconsistent than you were. I was angry seeing some of the others make it through. I am praying for you and praying for Juliana to make a full recovery so you can get married.
She tried to sit him in the train chair and he almost fell through and was hysterical. Arching his back and screaming. Then we tried a car... same thing... He knew the jig was up. So Rick decided to hold him in his lap. She was trying to get a before shot and he was hiding his face screaming lol.
Update Several hours later William woke up for a nap reaching for his hair because he rubs his hair to soothe himself and there is nothing there so he screamed some more and hyperventilated poor bud. In the videos my voice sounds rough because I am so sick
This still has the same effect on me as the first time I saw it. I wish President Obama would listen if he hasn't. This poem refueled the fire that I thought had kindled down after 2 deployments and leaving the Army life behind and seemingly to get the cold shoulder from others.
I know my passion to serve never died. I have wanted to join the military since I was 18 and tried to join three branches of service myself. 9/11 was what made me stop actually in all honesty I was going to MEPS the next day.
What is your opinion on the poem?
Lyrics (from BadAssMarine.com):
Free
and She called...
Blacks, Whites...wait
African Americans and Caucasians, Asians, excuse me.
Vietnamese, Philipenes, Koreans and Jamaicans or
Haitans, waitin' Hispanics y'all.
Please be paitent
Mexican, Puerto Ricans, Venezualean, Cuban, v Dominican, Panamanian Democrats
I beg your pardon, you partied with the late, great Reagan?
Republican, Independent, Christian, Catholic,
Methodist, Baptist, 7th Day Adventist, 5 Percenters,
Hindu, Sunii Muslim, Brothers and Sisters who never seen the New York city
skyline when the twin towers still existed.
But still She called.
From the bowels of Ground Zero she sent this 911 distress signal.
Because She was in desperate need of a hero,
and didn't have time to decipher what to call 'em,
so she called 'em all Her children.
The children of the stars and bars who needed to know nothing more than the fact that she called.
The fact that someone attempted to harm us
this daughter who covered us all with her loving arms.
And now these arms are sprawled across New York City streets.
A smoke filled lung, a silt covered faced,
and a solitary tear poured out of her cheek.
Her singed garments carpets Pennsylvania Avenue and the Pentagon was under her feet.
As she began to talk, she began to cough up small particles of debris
and said, "I am America, and I'm calling on the land of the free."
So they answered.
All personal differences set to the side
because right now there was no time to decide which state building the Confederate flag should fly over,
and which trimester the embryo is considered alive,
or on our monetary units, and which God we should confide.
You see, someone attempted to choke the voice
of the one who gave us the right for choice,
and now she was callin.
And somebody had to answer.
Who was going to answer?
So they did.
Stern faces and chisled chins.
Devoted women and disciplined men,
who rose from the ashes like a pheonix
and said "don't worry, we'll stand in your defense."
They tightened up their bootlaces
and said goodbye to loved ones, family and friends.
They tried to bombard them with the "hold on", "wait-a-minute's", and "what-if's".
And "Daddy, where you goin?".
And, "Mommy, why you leavin?".
And they merely kissed them on their foreheads and said "Don't worry, I have my reasons.
You see, to this country I pledged my allegience
to defend it against all enemies foreign and domestic.
So as long as I'm breathin, I'll run though hell-fire,
meet the enemy on the front lines,
look him directly in his face,
stare directly in his eyes and scream,
"I AM AMERICA! WE WILL NOT BE TERRORIZED!
WE WILL NOT BE TERRORIZED!
I REFUSE TO BE AFRAID!
I'LL FIGHT YOU ANY COUNTRY, ANY CONTINENT, ANY TERRAIN.
I'LL FIGHT TO MY LAST BREATH!"
And if by chance death is my fate,
pin my medals upon my chest,
and throw Old Glory on my grave.
But, don't y'all cry for me.
You see, my Father's prepared a place.
I'll be a part of his Holy army standing a watch at the Pearly Gates.
Because freedom was never free.
POW's, and fallen soldiers
all paid the ultimate sacrafice
along side veterans who put themselves in harms way.
Risking their lives and limbs just to hold up democracy's weight,
but still standing on them broken appendages anytime the National Anthem was played.
You see, these were the brave warriors that gave me the right
to say that I'm Black. Or white.
Or
African American or Caucasian,
I'm Asian, excuse me.
I'm Vietnamese, Philipene, Korean, or Jamaican.
I'm Haitan, Hispanic
Y'all, Please be paitent.
I'm Mexican, Puerto Rican, Venezualean, Cuban,
Dominican, Panamanian, Democrat
I beg your pardon, you see I partied with the late, great Reagan.
I'm Republican, Independent, Christian, Catholic,
Methodist, Baptist, 7th Day Adventist, 5 Percenters,
Hindu, Sunii Muslim,
Brothers and Sisters We're just Americans.
So with that I say
"Thank You" to the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines,
for preserving my rights
to live and die for this life
and paying the ultimate price for me to be...FREE!
A high school student here was killed in an accident a few days ago with her 19 year old boyfriend. There were killed in a car accident because the driver that hit them as they sat parked at a stop light was an illegal immigrant who was driving under the influence. It has been reported in an odd twist of fate Leigh Anna Jimmerson's mother KNEW the person that killed Leigh Anna. The mother is working on a documentary about illegal immigration and how we need to protect these people when they come here. You know what even though the person arrested and charged with killing her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend was driving under the influence and he wouldn't give the police his true identity she still stands by him saying its her faith in God that has taught her tolerance. Oh I pray for this mother! If someone were here illegally and driving drunk... To kill my child I surely wouldn't be protecting them! They would have to protect the person fro ME!! He had a laundry list of priors that he should have been kicked out for! You know we could say its just a bad seed... That he wasn't doing right. But if you get your visa or green card.. OBEY The laws when your here... Then I wouldn't be so pissed off. But I am not just pissed off at the Mexican I am pissed off at the Mother for continuing to stand by him!
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out I'm not afraid to cry Every once in a while even though goin on with you gone still upsets me There are days Every now and again i pretend i'm okay but that's not what gets me
Its been a rainy tough day today. I can take the rain and storms any day. The rain is not what bothers me. I can take a few tears now and then. Songs like this certianly have triggered my blogging bug and my emo bug. I can take the tears and let them out. They don't burn my cheeks but going on everyday without you still stings. Your not here to hold. Your not here to share my fears with. I open up to you still but its just not the same.
What hurts the most, was being so close And having so much to say And watchin you walk away Never knowing, what could have been And not seein that lovin you Is what i was tryin to do
The scars from this deployment will run deep maybe forever maybe they will heal. Memories like when the last time I took you to the airport have left scars that I didn't know existed until I heard this song. I hold a certain amount of regret from Midtour. I just try to think about the Memories we have made since our first days together in 2007. The wonderful places we have been. The things we have experienced together that I wouldn't want to experience with no one else. The thoughts that still linger are the words that are left unsaid, the memories that are left undone, The to-do list that just seems to be longer, our wishes and goals ungranted. The fact that with strength I didn't know I had I let you walk on that airplane the last time I took you to the airport. The devistation, the panic, the broken heart after you got on the plane. I couldn't find you. With Skylar and James sitting there wondering where you had gone to. The fact that I had to leave the airport with words unsaid and without one last kiss. Has left so much on my soul.
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere i go But i'm doin it It's hard to force that smile when i see our old friends and i'm alone Still harder gettin up, gettin dressed, livin with this regret But i know if i could do it over I would trade, give away all the words that i saved in my heart that i left unspoken
I still can't say that us Silent Ranks have the hardest job in the army. Having put my life on hold. Watching soldiers everywhere I turn is a painful reminder of you being gone. I am proud to stand beside a Marine, An Airman, or a Soldier (Not to many Navy in these parts.) There are days when I act like I am ok and I just want to scream I am Fine!!! But there is so much hidden pain. Its hard to deal with the pain. Its hard to force a smile for the kids on some occasions. Its hard to smile when people smile at me. When people thank me for what you do. When they have no real clue the sacrafice. You know that Bulletin/email that goes around that talks about why soldiers go days without showers? A girl online asked me why don't you have water. They really have no clue that you do without the most basic needs. That you would take a kiss and a hug over a shower anyday. Everyday I have to get up and get dressed and live my life and everyday its another challenge to face "alone". The day you walked away I would go back and do so much differently. Midtour would be different. I would be different. Perhaps I wouldn't have so much pain. The tears in my eyes don't sting so much but the burden on my heart and soul never fades. The sting of watching you disappear in the airport that day has left some deep scars. The fact that I neglected you so much on Midtour, How can I forgive myself?
Tomorrow I have to wake up and relive all this over again. I have to walk beside these wives that aren't so proud as I am. These people that just don't get it sadly. We have been overseas for so long and people just don't want to understand what you are put through. People don't understand us left waiting feel everyday that you are gone.
Damn straight I know I am strong. I know that I have come along way in a year. I know that this is over soon. I finally realized what I have accomplished and I know what I do that makes you hold on. I know that my strength has finally appeared in my eyes. I will forever be strong for you. My tears I shed aren't a sign of weakness and my fears don't make me weak either because I am willing to face them with you beside me if not in body in spirit. If you didn't love me as much as you do I don't know how this would be. I love you. I will be here waiting.
What hurts the most, is being so close And having so much to say And watchin you walk away Never knowing, what could have been And not seein that lovin you Is what i was tryin to do
What hurts the most, was being so close And having so much to say And watchin you walk away And never knowing, what could have been And not seein that lovin you Is what i was tryin to do
not seein that lovin you that’s what I was tryin to do
Dear Santa, I need to change my Christmas list There's one big thing I missed You see my Daddy's working for away from here And I know Santa, I asked for a Barbie doll And a brand new soccer ball But I'd trade it all, for just one gift this year...
Bring him home Santa, bring him home to mom and me Let us wake up Christmas morning, and find him standing by our tree You can pick him up on your way, he could ride there in your sleigh Don't make him spend Christmas all alone Bring him home
And Santa, here's a picture that I drew Of him in his dress blues Mama says our country needs him over there And you know Santa, this whole year I've been good And I was hopin' that would Do all you could to answer her prayer...
Bring him home Santa, bring him home to mom and me Let us wake up Christmas morning, and find him standing by our tree You can pick him up on your way, he could ride there in your sleigh Don't make him spend Christmas all alone Bring him home
Every now and then I get a little lost The strings all get tangled The wires all get crossed Every now and then I'm right upon the edge Danglin' my toes out over the ledge I just thank God you're here
(Chorus) ['Cause] when I'm a bullet shot out of a gun ['Cause] when I'm a firecracker comin' undone When I'm a fugitive ready to run All wild-eyed and crazy No matter where my reckless soul takes me Baby you save me
It's hard lovin' a man That's got a gypsy soul I don't know how you do it I'm not sure how you know The perfect thing to say To save me from myself You're the angel that believes in me Like nobody else And I thank God you do
(Chorus)
Well I know I don't tell you nearly enough I couldn't live one day without your love
When I'm a ship tossed around on the waves Up on a high wire that's ready to break When I've had just about all I can take Baby, you, Baby you save me
(Chorus)
I am sitting here in tears watching this video. Not because your so far away. Not because your in danger. But because your love runs so deep its scary. Words have escaped me when your on the phone other than small talk and the I love you's. As always I am better writing than I am saying it aloud. I wouldn't even be able to verbalize my words already written. I've heard this song a time or two before but each time I hear it I do think of us. How you say I am your anchor keeping you sane and steady in the rough waters. Oh god it gets so emotional for me. Perhaps thats why my tongue doesn't wrap around the words. Finally a beautiful man saved me and he thinks **I** hung the moon and stars. HA! He's made a home for us not a house but a home and it could be all gone tomorrow and I would still feel at home as long as I had you and our kids. A home is built within the heart and when pieces of your heart are missing or your missing them thats when you feel homesick. Every now and then I get a little weary... and you save me. When you sense I may be twirling down or giving up.. Baby you save me. I know you don't think so. But it's so simple. You just tell me how proud you are of me and how much you love me and thats enough to give me hope and push forward and I am stronger than before. gah, just the words of the song speak how we feel, both of us. I can't imagine living one day without your love. Baby You Save Me.
