Everyone puts their clothes on and gets ready to go out into their day. What if, just what if they actually thought love was as important as their clothes, to go out into the day with. Better yet, what about kindness and sincerity, or hope…yes hope.
MwsR ❤
Oh! I could say so much about this song, but I will try to keep it to a minimum.
First, I love the symbolism in this song to my own life. It is true that a person’s upbringing can help to mold who they become or where they end up, or better yet, what they keep with them. I find this song to be true to that. Often we remember back into our younger years with such admonishment. Other times we don’t we only see sad things or bad things. Since I am getting older and all I find that I reminisce a lot. I attribute who I am at the core to be a product of my childhood, but also a product of my adulthood. Luckily we do not have to live in a past of ourselves, we have the power to change into whoever we wish to be, as we grow up.
Secondly, any song that sounds like this one, well, it has my vote. I love the singer Miranda Lambert’s voice. She is crisp and country and talented. Sometimes I figure her songs come from the same place as my poems do, from personal experiences. I can feel her attempt at reaching others through song and it makes her music meaningful.
Thirdly and last of all, I know there comes a time in a person’s life when we want to re-visit things from our old life. The reason’s do not always have to be the same. We often find ourselves trying to make sense of things that did not matter and do now, or various other things like, why’s and what if’s, or want’s. There is never a straightforward answer to these types of questions I believe. One must study the cause and effect of things in their life. Only then can you gather enough to make a knowledgeable summary.
Listen to this song if you haven’t. It can be profound for some and possibly you can identify with the lyrics. Just a thought!
Thanks for reading!
MwsR ❤
The House That Built Me
Miranda Lambert https://binged.it/2luoYJ1I know they say you can’t go home again
I just had to come back one last time
Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam
But these handprints on the front steps are mine
Up those stairs in that little back bedroom
Is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar
I bet you didn’t know under that live oak
My favorite dog is buried in the yard
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me
Mama cut out pictures of houses for years
From Better Homes and Gardens magazine
Plans were drawn and concrete poured
Nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama’s dream
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me
You leave home and you move on and you do the best you can
I got lost in this old world and forgot who I am
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could walk around I swear I’ll leave
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me
Songwriters: ALLEN SHAMBLIN,TOM DOUGLAS
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Description
You’re less than 30 minutes away from serving up a delicious, homemade chicken dinner with Latin flair! And with just a handful of ingredients and a single skillet, this Latin skillet is a perfect meal for busy weeknights.
Ingredients
2 tablespoons olive oil
1 package (about 5-6 pieces, 1 1/2 to 2 pounds total) chicken breast cutlets, pat dry
2 teaspoons adobo seasoning
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 shallot, thinly sliced
1 1/2 cups grape tomatoes, halved
1 (15.5-ounce) can black beans
Lime wedges, for garnish (optional)
Instructions
Heat oil over medium-high heat in a large skillet.
Season chicken with adobo seasoning, then fry until golden brown on the bottoms, about 3 minutes. Flip chicken over and add garlic and shallots, shaking the pan a bit so the garlic and shallots move toward the bottom of the pan. Continue to cook until fragrant, about 2 minutes.
Add tomatoes and cook for 3 minutes. Lower the heat to medium, add beans, and simmer until the beans are heated through and the chicken is fully cooked, about 5 minutes longer.
Serve chicken and black beans with lime wedges alongside, if desired
https://www.yummly.com/recipe/Latin-Chicken-Skillet-with-Black-Beans-_-Tomatoes-2398403
The beauty of it all
Seeing things with child like eyes.
Daisies stand in their simple yet elegant ways.
Birds sing from branches to fence posts
Of the nature of things.
Whispering wind carries fragrances with ease
On past the top of the highest trees
Calmness in this busy array
Sports the wonders in a splendid display
Often I feel something sacred in it all
I wish to see it from beginning to end
Tomorrow I will look and listen for it all again.
Something about nature that cannot be contained
Yet many things are relatively the same.
By surprise something will catch the human eye
By circumstance you will see nature “dance”.
This wondrous place is for all who look
I’ve seen it myself, so captivating and mighty.
Oh what a place where fantasy becomes the real world.
A place with order and meaningful things.
Beauty is around, look and you will find it.
MwsR ❤
Hello and good morning.
I just wanted to touch base with all my friends on Word Press, and everywhere in between.
I enjoy this website because it gives me an outlet of expression that I most appreciate. Also, I have made friendships while doing this. How great is that? I appreciate all the comments, followings, and likes very much.
I started this page in hopes to advertise and promote my poem books. Most un-expectant though it has become so much more. I am very grateful that in that first initial reason, I have gained much more than promoting my books. I have gained a whole social interaction from others that love to write as I do. That is invaluable. Not saying though, that selling some of my books would not be great too, because it certainly would help my family if I did. I started the whole book thing because I wanted to leave my kids and grandkids something of me, when I am gone. I wanted to make them proud and show them that you can do what you set your heart and mind to do. I also wanted to let others out in our world know that they are not alone with their feelings and thoughts, or emotions.
As I have written about before on my blog here, my thoughts and feelings were pushed to the wayside growing up. I struggled to find my outer voice, one that would help my inner voice be heard. This came in the form of writing and in music that I wrote and played. For the longest time I searched for a way to be heard, perhaps you know someone like that, or have been that someone. It is important to know your feeling do matter. Anyway, I will stop trying to coach the world and just say, thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting me, if you are,
I might start experimenting a tad and try some new things here; we will see.
Have a good day and be true to yourself!
MwsR ❤
“When I hear somebody sigh, ‘Life is hard,’ I am always tempted to ask, ‘Compared to what?’”
― Sydney J. Harris
So many times there are things that go unspoken, So many people in our world are hurting. So much to say and too little help comes their way.
MwsR
Little girl why are you so sad?
What in the world has happened to make you so weary?
I see the tears hidden behind your freckles and bangs
I feel alongside with you
It is horrific what we humans do.
We take the innocent and make them accountable
Not for their sins but our own
We pound them down just to watch them under our very feet.
If one of us can control what isn’t ours to control
Then we become more and more bold.
I see you hide when he comes around
And it isn’t because he is a dressed up clown.
I know you feel so let down
I know no one was ever around to help you
It is not your fault
If being innocent and pretty makes you a target
That is a shame
He was the adult, he should have refrained.
I hear your prayers at night
I know you are searching for that one bright light.
You never get much sleep at night, wondering if he will come.
When daybreak sees you into another morning
I feel your excitement soon turn into mourning.
Mourning because you will have to defend, yet again
Those actions of his are his alone
Not your fault that you have to be home.
You are just a kid
A kid who deserves to be loved
Not ignored until you serve a purpose,
For that one you thought would love.
Your cries out in the woods
I hear them and know inside you, you are good.
Remember this thing won’t last your life long
If you can make it through this season or two
I have something better in place for you.
Don’t even think about ending your life
You have so much purpose, so much to give.
Your ending is still unwritten
You have the ultimate choice
And know my dear, I gave you a voice!
MwsR ❤
If you know someone who is being abused, mentally, physically, or otherwise, please stand up for them. Take it upon yourself to help them. I was a little girl who did not have anyone. I should have had someone but they failed to come to terms with what was happening to me. It is never okay to hurt another person. If you, yourself, have or is being abused, speak to someone , anyone! Don’t let it continue, don’t stay silent.
http://www.childhelp.org/hotline
1-800-4-A-CHILD (1-800-422-4453)
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