Memories run fondly through my head
Of the day when we were wed
Has it really been nearly nineteen years
That day, so many happy tears
And if I were to choose to go back in time
When you asked, “Please be mine”
I would say, “Yes” To this life once again
Knowing what I didn’t know then
The times we’ve grieved and times of pain
Are worth it all, won’t be in vain
For with each moment that we have cried
Still worth it all to be your bride
The laughs and giggles I’ve shared with you
When I think I won’t get through
Keep me grounded, help lessen the sorrows
Holding on for brighter tomorrows
Life is quite messy and often so complicated
But I still remember when we dated
Our two beautiful children are nearly grown
Can’t believe how the time has flown
Struggles have been many, but joys are more
As a mom and a dad they both adore
We walked through fires and danced in the rain
Held on to one another when in pain
Now as we journey into our future, hand in hand
Even if it is not how we had planned
Nothing is able to take these memories from me
Signed, Your Wife, Michelle, lovingly©
Our Wedding Day©
Our Wedding Day©
The first thing I think of when I read the word scent is how much smells bring back memories for me. I am also very drawn to certain smells, but that is a piece for another day. Whether cooking, cleaning or just randomly, many times I’m taken in when an aroma passes my nose.
When I smell crayons, yes crayons, I have so many reminiscent moments of childhood. My mom sitting at the table coloring with me and then being a mom myself and coloring with my own kids. Either way, these are very happy memories for me, warming my heart.
When I smell cut grass, I delight in the feeling of summer. This is probably one of my favorite scents, along with sunblock. Then, of course, there is also the ocean. Sometimes a pungent odor when the tide is out, but all the same it is a scent that I cannot imagine living without. Warming myself in the sand on a summer’s day, with sunblock and hearing the sea; yes, the memories tied to smells are powerful!
I have many memories that go with aromas from the kitchen. Apple pie brings back memories of learning to bake with my Gram and sugar cookies bring back memories of baking with my kids. The barbecue and hamburgers means celebrating the 4th of July!
Whenever I smell someone burning wood I am reminded of summer camp and bonfires. And times spent with my own kids around a fire pit with family. Toasting marshmallows and making smores. Oh, and my husband and son playing with fire and burning things. Can you say pyromaniacs?
I could go on! Our world is full of wonderful and terrible smells. Many that tie us to memories, some amazing, happy or even sad. What is something that brings a memory to mind for you?
This year has had its ups and downs
And even deviations
But I’m so glad I’ve done this round
Making new relations
I’ve learned a lot about who I am
The person I’ve become
As the year comes to a final close
I say goodbye to some
I’d like to say I’ve met all my goals
That every job is done
But I still have lots of things to do
I’ll just tell you one
Began the journey here this year
Writing out life summaries
Yes, even some mushy poetry, so…
Thanks for the memories!
©Thanks For The Memories ~MM
It’s been lots of fun getting started on WP this year. It has proven to be one of the best things about 2016 for me. I’ve learned a lot about who I am through the therapy of writing. I’ve expanded on my passions of photography and art, as well as learning that I love poetry. I have made connections and learned so much through the amazing talents of other bloggers. I am hopeful and eager to see what 2017 will bring with it. Life is a journey we are all on together. I’m glad I’m on it with you my friends. Have a Happy New Year! Love, Mac xo
As we enter into October and the fall weather is in full swing, I am reminded of many pass-times that take place in our family this time of year. Some we have started as our own traditions with the kids, others are born from Hubby’s or my own childhood. One of my favorites has been baking with my two munchkins over the years.
I get quite nostalgic and sentimental about my own memories with my mom. As we neared the holidays we would often spend a week baking sweets and treats. Picking and choosing from recipes that we, as kids, liked the most. Some recipes handed down from Gram, to Mom and now to me and my two. Usually including some of Dad’s favorites and those we could send off to a relative or neighbor as a gift.
The holidays also included many times to gather with family over food. Often at my grandparent’s house as a child. And then, as time went on, my family would often venture to our house for a holiday or two. Now that I have moved away from family, this time of year can also be a bit sad for me, as I look back at these family moments that no longer occur. However, with my two now teenagers, I hope that I am planting morsels of tradition and nostalgia within them. Many of which I imagine will have to do with food.
“For it is up to you and me
to take solace
in nostalgia’s arms
and our ability
from fleeting moments.”
― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempes
Daily Post Photo Challenge: Nostalgia