Links News Contact Us About us Privacy Terms FAQ Add feedback Affiliates Invite a friend Bookmark
Home Hot Off the Grill Hidden Gems Roadside Attractions
go2 Blogs - Traveler's blog / Thoughts, Poems, Writings - Posts
18 January, 200918 January, 2009 2 comments Thoughts, Poems, Writings Thoughts, Poems, Writings

Making Memories of Us

&

\photo

My grandfather once told me that the most precious thing a man has is his word. "Always do what you say you're gonna do," he told me. "Always do more than is expected of you." I learned some of my most valuable lessons from my grandfather, didn't necessarily learn them right then and there. Usually, being stubborn and a little overly-independent, I had to go about learning them the hard way, but one way or another, eventually I learned them (in most cases, after several painful real-life experiences).

& 

One of the most important lessons I think I've ever learned is about being a man of my word. Everything we do in life, every relationship we build (whether romantic or otherwise) is built on a foundation of trust. It is truly the glue that holds a relationship together and the fuel that inspires it to grow. Looking back at the trail of failed relationships, my heart aches with the cold realization that if I had only listened to my grandfather things may have turned out quite different. It is near impossible to restore trust, once it's damaged. Not impossible, but extremely difficult.

&

Far too often, we fall short of understanding how one broken promise - no matter how small - can be the beginnings of what later (after years of failed promises) becomes the catalyst that shatters the entire relationship. I know, this happened with me. I promised things that at the time I thought I could do, had the best intentions, but a series of misfortunate events made it impossible for me to keep my promise. And good intentions are a poor replacement and pale in comparison to actually keeping your word. It is always better to deliver more than promised, not less.

&

Recently, I heard an absolutely beautiful song by country singer Keith Urban called Making Memories of Us. Keith's song begins with these words, "I'm gonna be here for you baby. I'll be a man of my word." The song goes on to say, "I'll earn your trust making memories of us." Line by line, Keith's heart-felt portrayal of a man deeply in love and willing to surround the woman he loves in a world that is better than she's ever known paints a powerful example of what a relationship built on love and trust is all about.

&
But truth be told, in the end, it's really not about the promises you make. It's about what you do. It's about how you treat those you love. It's about putting what's in your heart into action and loving and caring for the other person. It's not about making big promises, but rather a collection of daily actions that let the other person know they matter to you. If you truly love someone, then your actions will tell the story.

&
So, what's your story?  What do you feel is the most important thing a person can do to build trust in a relationship?  Have you been on the receiving end of broken promises or maybe failed to keep a promise?  Join me today as we discuss this topic. To participate, simply click on the 'Add Your Comment' link below.

&


 

&

Lyrics to the song, Making Memories of Us  (Listen Now)
Artist:  Keith Urban (see photo above)
Album:  Be Here

&

 

I'm gonna be here for you baby
I'll be a man of my word
Speak the language in a voice that you have never heard
I wanna sleep with you forever
And I wanna die in your arms
In a cabin by a meadow where the wild bees swarm

& 

And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us

&

I wanna honor your mother
I wanna learn from your pa
I wanna steal your attention like a bad outlaw
I wanna stand out in a crowd for you
A man among men
I wanna make your world better than it's ever been

&

And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us

&

We'll follow the rainbow
Wherever the four winds blow
And there'll be a new day
Comin' your way

&

I'm gonna be here for you from now on
This you know somehow
You've been stretched to the limits but it's alright now
And I'm gonna make you a promise
If there's life after this
I'm gonna be there to meet you with a warm, wet kiss

&

And I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us
I'm gonna love you like nobody loves you
And I'll win your trust making memories of us

& 


&

 

NOTE: To post a comment, enter your comment in the Comment Box below or click on the Title of this blog posting (above in blue underlined).

&

17 January, 200917 January, 2009 5 comments Thoughts, Poems, Writings Thoughts, Poems, Writings

Feels Like Home

&

photo of ChantalThere are places I've been that feel like home, places that touch me in a way that reaches inside and moves my soul.  There's a place in Oklahoma like that called Woolaroc.  It's a very spiritual place.  You can feel time flowing all around you as you stand on the cliff above the lake with the sound of the wind brushing through the trees.

&

There are also people like that.  People who mean so much to you that wherever they are that is also home.  People who touch your heart and soul so deeply that you can't imagine life without them, who take your breath away when you're near them and rip your soul from your body when they're gone.

&

Perhaps, you've experienced something like this, as well.  What is home to you?  What does home mean to you?  Is it a place or a person or something within?  We, here at the Roadside Cafe, would love to hear your thoughts on this.  


 

 

Lyrics to the song, Feels Like Home  (Listen Now >)
Song by Randy Newman
Performed by Chantal Kreviazuk (see photo above)
 

&

Something in your eyes
Makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself
In your arms
There's something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
The rest of my life
If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I've felt so low
If you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done

&

Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where
I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back where I belong

&

A window breaks down a long dark street
And a siren wails in the night
But I'm alright 'cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see through the dark there's light

&

If you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
If you knew how happy you are making me
I've never thought I'd love anyone so much

&

NOTE: To post a comment, enter your comment in the Comment Box below or click on the Title of this blog posting (above in blue underlined).

 

 

27 December, 200827 December, 2008 8 comments Thoughts, Poems, Writings Thoughts, Poems, Writings

"Echo On the Wind"

&

 dove

&

 

I heard an echo on the wind today,

Whispering in the leaves above,

Hanging in the branches

Just beyond my reach

 

I heard an echo on the wind today,

Singing in the distance,

Floating like a cloud so free

Just beyond my dreams

 

I heard an echo on the wind tonight,

Calling from the stars,

Twinkling in the sky so bright

Just beyond my sight

 

 

I know that you are out there

Waiting just like me

I know that you are out there

Feeling lost, the same as me

I know that you are out there

Hearing what I hear,

Feeling what I feel

I know that you are out there

Believing as I do

 

I feel it in my soul

            It echoes in my heart

 

I feel it in my bones

Where the yearning starts 

 

I heard an echo on the wind today,

Whispering from up above,

I heard an echo on the wind today,

Saying softly, oh so softly,

           

Let it go ... don't struggle so ...

 

        Heard an echo   ...  on the wind tonight  ...

 

Whispering, oh so sweet ...  let it grow ... naturally ...

 

Felt your presence  ...  in my soul ...

 

                                        In my dreams ... guiding me  ... 

 

I heard an echo on the wind tonight,

Whispering, oh so sweet ...

 

            Like an angel sent to me

            From somewhere up above

 

                        Let it go ... don't struggle so ...

You're working much too hard

 

I heard an echo on the wind tonight
Speaking to my heart ...

 

It will come so easily ...

Once you let it go

&

Once you let it go

&

 

 

22 December, 200822 December, 2008 8 comments Thoughts, Poems, Writings Thoughts, Poems, Writings

"Voice of the Night"

 

 

woman

 

 

Have you ever wanted something, dreamed of something and then finally found the elusive person or thing that you had been dreaming of for so long?  This poem explores the faith that it takes to pursue a dream, the openness to various possibilities, the acceptance of the very real consequence of never realizing this dream, the uncompromising belief in the dream and the committment in time and emotion required.  Please join us at the end of this poem to share your thoughts and experiences.

 

 

Been waiting so long
for this moment with you,
a walk in the park,
a chance for today
to dance in the rain.

Been waiting so long
For this moment with you,
Melting away the cold of the day
Sitting beside the warmth of a fire
Watching the light flicker and play ...

The voice of the night
Has been calling my name
For so very long
In so many ways ...

And only by dreaming
Constantly scheming,
Have I been able to wait
Til I spend time with you.

Been waiting so long
For this moment to come,
Been dreaming of you,
Wishing on stars,
Since I was young.

Been waiting so long
For this moment, it's true,
And now that it's here,
So incredibly near


Can you hear what I've heard all along?

 

The voice of the night
Has been calling my name
For so very long
In so many ways ...

And only by dreaming
Constantly scheming,
Have I been able to wait
Til I spend time with you.

 

Didn't think you were real
Just in my head ...

Didn't think I could feel
This way instead ...

 

 ... Of empty and lost

With nowhere to go

 

No place called home

 

No one who cares

Or with whom I can share

 

Been wishing on stars
For so very long,
Hoping and praying
That you'd come along

 

Been waiting for you
Been waiting so long ...

 

Been spending my time
Dreaming of you,
Day after day
Much the same way ...

Drifting away like a cloud in the sky
Way up high with the ground far below,
Chasing snowflakes as they dance on the air
In hopes that one day, the seeds that were sowed

 

Would blossom and grow ...

 

Seems crazy, I know,

Am I out of my mind?

Constantly scheming,
Wishing and dreaming

Of spending my time with you.

&

 

NOTE:  to post a comment, enter your comment in the Comment Box below or click here or on the Title of this blog posting above.

 

 

 

Description
Traveler
Posts: 60
Comments: 51
Join Traveler as he explores the Backroads of America, veering off the main highway onto some roads where angels fear to tread. Discover small forgotten towns, talented artists and crafts people, breathtaking places and amazing discoveries.
Tags
2 romance (2)
1 keith (1)
1 home (1)
1 like (1)
1 urban (1)
1 memories (1)
1 trust (1)
1 feels (1)
1 making (1)
1 chantal (1)
1 acceptance (1)
1 love (1)
1 control (1)
1 surrender (1)
1 poetry (1)
1 faith (1)
1 kreviazuk (1)
Copyright © 2012 Digital Creek Studios, LLC.
Web Analytics