I'm a woman who's been head over heels in love with words since I was four, and I've been a writer personally since I was 8. I find inspiration in everything and everyone and every chance I get, I'm putting pen to paper. I'm a wife, a step-mom of three boys, and I love to tell it how I see it, how I feel it, in the most real and honest way that I can. If this sounds like someone you'd be interested in following, feel free to check out my work.
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Memories of the meadow
I can still remember the warm, rich smell of the tall grass
in the late spring, and feeling the heat in the air hinting at the fact that
summer was right around the corner. I can still remember the feeling of the
late afternoon sun shining down on my upturned face, and the warm presence of
the blanket against the backs of my knees, and the lengths of my calves.
I can
still remember turning my head to watch his chest rising and falling in that
peaceful rhythm as he slept on beside me, and the way his full lashes curled over his
closed eyes.
I could
have lain there forever, just watching him dream, feeling peaceful and content
and safe and loved as I'd never before felt in all my years on this good earth.
I never
knew what love was before our paths crossed in the woods that day. Was it only a few months ago? It seems a
lifetime ago now since then. Days of laughter, days of tears.
It was
another life, for both of us. And knowing now that such peace, such love, such
joy could exist, I wouldn't trade a single hardship or sacrifice that I faced
in my previous life-- in any of the previous lives I'd led-- knowing that they led me to
that meadow, and to the one who shared in such sacred and precious days with
me.
In times
of darkness, in times of fear, and doubt, and dread, I remember the days we
spent together in the tall grass, laughing and talking, with no thought but to love one another, to enjoy the time we'd been granted to be together for however long it would last. I always feel myself
renewed by such memories of the love and life I found in those precious days, of innocence and happiness and
tenderness, and I carry on with my soul strengthened, renewed by such tender
memories of young love.
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