Category Archives: Relationship Issues

The Sole Beneath Your Path

They sit in the corner

Dusty and barren

Your path now exhausted

Fitting only our prayers to heaven

They traveled the earth

Bringing fragments home

Soles now worn off

Chilling my bones

Fading splatters of blood

Releasing your soul

Vanish to the new life

Clinging to memories of ole

When I glare at them

My heart swells afire

The fearless path my dearest took

I can only admire

Copyright @ Christine-Smith Johnson

Inspired by Landon

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Liebster Blog Award

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

I am so excited to have received another award. I never in a million years thought I would have gotten the first one, much less a second or third. Thank you so much Aisha for thinking of me and brightening my day.  I love it!!! WordPress bloggers are awesome! Well, some of you aren’t WordPress….you’re awesome to!! 🙂

If you haven’t visited Aisha’s Scrapyard yet, she is a great poet and story-teller that puts you in the moment.  She also holds awesome contests. I am waiting on the next one already. 🙂

The rules for this award are:

1. Thank the fellow blogger who nominated you.
2. List five blogs that has affected your writing in a positive manner, by virtue of comments, posts, inspirations etc.
3. Leave comments on those blogs letting them know of the nominations
4. Post the award in your blog.
5. Bask in the love of fellow bloggers and spread joy and inculcate good karma.

Wow, there are so many who have impacted me in many different ways. Five is definitely not enough. Some have stolen my heart the minute I met them, and that is very unusual for me.

I think writer’s all share one huge soul or brain wave or something up there :), and it is easier for us to connect. If I had to choose Facebook or WordPress…well you see where I spend my time. I have enjoyed meeting every one of you and now cannot imagine life without your funny ways, your challenging posts, and your past you openly share.

Some of you have made me laugh out loud when I forgot I had someone asleep beside me. Some of you have made me cry and walk around with a lump in my throat for hours. Some of you had me questioning things I have never thought about before and I enjoyed every minute of them all. Thank you everyone I know on here, for all your wisdom and your love.

Ready? Hold on to your hearts, they stole mine!

1. ThyPolarLife

2. RanaArmoush

3. PoeticJourney251

4. FromTheBungalow

5. DearDarl

Congratulations! You all deserve it.

When An Angel Cries

When An Angel Cries

To see another entry of the Picture Worth Your Words contest please visit When An Angel Cries by Rana Armoush. It is a beautiful short story that gives a twist at the end. I love her creativity and thought it was worth sharing with you. Amazingly bone chilling!

It’s Not Your Time

Picture Worth Your Words Contest   Picture Prompt # 1

Baby, It’s Not Your Time

by Christine Smith-Johnson


Baby, I am here

Can’t you feel me this time

I am here with you

Always with you

You have to believe

You have to know

I feel your heart beating

Every second of every day

I hear your mind racing

When you think of me

I dry your tears when they spill

I have anger to

I feel your weakness

Let me comfort you

Can’t you feel me push you back

Do not do this

You are strong

You’re not ready to come home

Baby, I am here

Do you know I am here

Tell me you know I am here

You have to hold on

I know you long to be with me

I am not really gone

Baby, it’s not your time

I know you love me

You know I love you

You are my very soul

Stop this madness

Stop looking up

Look at me

Can’t you see me with your heart

Feel me with your heart

You have to feel me

I know you died with me

Everything changed

You are not alone

I am here, baby

I am always here

I know you hurt

I feel your pain

I have mine to

But these are not my tears

It’s only rain

Do you hear when I whisper to you

My heart was ripped out to

I see you cry

I hear your sighs

I would give anything to come back for you

I am lost without you

I miss you to

I will come back for you

When it’s your time

I am still your love

You are still my life

I will NEVER stop thinking of you

I will NEVER stop helping you

Please wait a while longer

I am waiting for you

I will always wait for you

Stop rushing this

Please take your time

Baby, It’s Not Your Time!

It was mine…

Dad

Jeff

I have never forgotten how smart my husband was or the things he was capable of. He was a jack of all trades and rarely asked anyone for help. He was the family hero. I’m sure those were difficult and hard boots to fill, but now that I look back, he never complained of anything that needed done, or about anyone that needed helped. He was always there for anyone in need. He was always telling jokes and was ALWAYS available.

He cut dinner off one night to find a friend lost in the woods, crawled under countless homes to change our stoves or pull out dangerous animals. He protected us in the middle of the night. I will never forget this image of him in the yard or the sound of his feet… in his underwear, with a pistol in hand. The kids and I were laughing at how ridiculous he looked. I will never forget the days of him on black pavement in hundred degree weather changing my tire, soaking in sweat, never complaining even though I knew the sweat was burning his eyes and his back was hurting. There are a million more memories I hold close to my heart. No matter how busy he was helping so many, he always had time for the woods, the water, and his family.

I ran across an article that reminded me of his many characters he played as father, husband, son, and friend. Thank you Todd for reminding me of things I had forgotten, as there are so many to remember. I love your list. Beautiful! Dad.

Asking All Veterans

I started my first day of the year, pondering who needs help and how.  So many came to mind, but one stuck. Our courageous soldiers, who have been home for a while and the ones just arriving.

Some soldiers adjust fairly well at home and there are those who do not.  They struggle daily to hold it together.

It doesn’t matter when they step off the battlefield, there are many moments when they can still smell, still hear, still see the horrific events they try so hard to forget. They want to remember the names and ranks of their comrades, the special moments they shared, the bravery, the good they fought for, the ones they saved, the things they learned, the beautiful landscapes, the new discoveries. They beg to forget things we never knew they experienced.

We assume they will arrive home and function as they used to, in the comfort and security of family. We assume they remember how to sleep at night with both eyes closed. We assume they remember how to walk through a crowded store without scanning the entire crowd. We assume they are comfortable viewing and listening to the firework show on holidays. How about when they shower and hear the children bouncing around in the next room? What about the random plane flying over their home or the neighbor’s dog barking in the middle of the night or the cat hair that stands on end, the phone ringing or the knock at the door? We will never truly know how many times a day, they are put on edge, at alert, after returning home.

This can be frustrating and should be addressed to lessen the effects over time. I feel it is our responsibility to show our soldiers and their families and friends how to comfort and relax when this happens. All veterans experience the ability to still feel, when the moment no longer exists.

How Do You Comfort Yourself Or Your Soldier At Home When The Moment Strikes?

What do you do to snap out of it or how do you help your soldier snap out of it, in the heat of the moment?

How do you calm yourself or your soldier during a flashback?

How did you transition from the battlefield to the security of home?

Please tell the next soldier…

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A Dad by Definition . . .

A Great Article For Widows, Widowers, Or Anyone Else …What Defines You?   Great Advice For Teens In Relationships

You see, our definitions change.  If I’m defined only by being Dad, what does that say to my kids?  Parenting is the greatest, most noble and wonderful thing I do.  I do it alone because it’s worth it! But it’s not all I do, and I want my kids to know they are the sum-total of what they become, not the singular things they do.  If I was only Andrea’s husband, my life would be over, the kids would suffer, and I’d either have died from the wound in my heart that is still bleeding or I’d wish for the end to come.  There are days I’m there, but most days I see those four amazing kids and I strive to be better in everything else…   

To read the rest of the article, visit  A Dad by Definition . . ..

Teenagers Who Stay Drunk or High

I was shocked today to see how many underage drinkers are bragging online about staying wasted. I was horrified! One fifteen year old girl was bragging about staying drunk and she just had a friend die from alcohol poisoning. Another friend of hers almost died and had to have her stomach pumped. Where is the fun in that? Why would anyone want to follow in those shoes? Some were bragging of drinking in the mornings and driving to work drunk or going to play in their football games drunk. Talk about an easy way to leave on a stretcher. They were drunk while they were online and already talking about getting drunk tomorrow. They are puking and falling down and still want to drive in an hour. Read the rest of this entry

Feeling Down, Need A HUGE Inspiration?

Nick Vujicic

No matter what you are going through, you will be okay. Sometimes life seems very unfair to some of us and we may never understand why. We may never have our answers but we have to keep faith. I was recently touched by an individual that made my problems seem so small. I have always said, when our problems seem big, there is always someone, somewhere, worse off. I believe in praying for people who hurt me and I try to do good. I am saved and I realize, I will never be perfect, but sometimes life throws a punch so big, we have a hard time getting back up.

I could not sleep one night and was channel surfing, when I heard a message that glued my eyes to the television. He had me laughing and crying at the same time. He knows all our pains. His name was Nick Vujicic. He is a preacher with no arms or legs, no limbs. He had the biggest smile and was such a beautiful person. My heart ached for him and rejoiced at the same time. He was born without arms and legs and begged God his whole life, for the miracle of arms and legs. He said he finally understood what God meant when He impressed on him, “No Nick, I am not delivering your miracle…YOU… are the miracle!” Read the rest of this entry

Convincing Your Child To Be Honest With You And Confide In You

One of the most difficult jobs as a parent is trusting your children to make the right decisions with today’s peer pressure looming heavily everywhere they turn. They always tell you they will not make the mistake of trying drugs, drinking or committing sexual acts. They either win you over with the angelic innocent act or they become angry because they feel you do not trust them. How many times has your teenage daughter stormed off because you reminded her not to give in to peer pressure when she is with her friends? You can talk until you are blue in the face and feel like you are a broken record playing over and over, while feeling as if you are getting nowhere. Do you lay awake at night worrying, praying that you have taught them right from wrong? Do you feel like pulling your hair out or restricting them until their privileges are gone? Sadly, you can tell them how much you love them and you are only trying to protect them, but it goes in one ear and out the other. Part of it remains in their memory but we have to make sure they are really listening and making the correct choices, on their own. “On their own” is the keyword here.

Do you know that their friends are smoking pot, in both public and private schools, at P.E., in the bathrooms, and even in some classrooms? Both private and public students are buying it for five dollars and taking it home. Some are sharing and convincing friends to try it and some are smoking it alone, once at home. Your children will tell you they have friends who now need more than the high from pot and are doing more serious drugs, such as cocaine, crack, ecstasy and shooting up drugs. Some are already dying at an early age and the parents are oblivious to it. They go to school and function but no one is reaching out to them. Their weight changes, their eating habits and daily habits all change. The other children notice it, but are too afraid to speak up. To add to your pile of worries, when children are under the influence, they are twice as likely to have sex because they are either relaxed or pressured and you are not there to stop them. When your children spend the night off, how much do you really know about their friends, their parents, or their siblings? Most children try for the first time smoking, drinking, using drugs and having sex at a friend’s house more than any other location.

What is a parent to do? Read the rest of this entry

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