Celebrating 5 years with WordPress! :)

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!

wordpress anniversary

 

 

You registered on WordPress.com 5 years ago!
Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging!

Another year zoomed by since I last celebrated with WordPress and

I’ll repeat my story from last year…I opened this blog in 2010,
became active in 2011, 
so I’m always one year behind. 🙂

celebrate

In addition to my “blogiversary”, I’d like to  celebrate the making of new friends, the joy of learning, the amazing following, the expansion of communicationand most of all, the fun! Cheers to taking life less seriously and having more fun! 


Writing for our blogs is a great hobby; it gives us the opportunity to meet new people along the way. What could be better?

friendshipSo thank you, EVERYONE, for your continued support! I began this journey before I turned the big 50 and now it’s been five years? Sigh…oh well, let the fun continue…


and now please join me in celebrating by singing, dancing,

hot party

 

 

 


 

and toasting to another awesome blogging year!

toasting glasses

 

 

 

 

Sending lots of love, Lauren ♥ ♫ xo

The End and the Beginning

How can we part this way
after all the things you said?
Your words were gold and shiny,
now our love is but a thread
of loneliness and heartache
and all sad words we know,
I gave everything of me
to you; my love was bestowed

Isn’t it mysterious how relationships end when we believe all is wonderful? Whether they’re made of romance or friendship, the outcome is the same. Our emotions are activated in heart-tugging manners, questions form, and our minds are baffled. We tried our best to contribute fairly in all that is required to keep a relationship stable. We felt comfortable enough to remove the mask and be ourselves without fear of judgment.

Many factors contribute to broken relationships as J.K. Rowling points out: “Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.” We need to show up, we have to participate, and we must communicate. So what happens then when two people part? Where do they go emotionally? Is it just as hard when two friends separate than when two lovers do? More is invested into a romantic relationship because of the physical connection; however, in both cases, there is loss, which is difficult regardless of the details.

One can wade in self pity, spend many moments crying, wondering what went wrong, and all of this is fine. Yet, how much time should be spent on over analyzing? Each break up is different because of its content, but as long as we don’t strive to swim a marathon in those tears, a little bit of emotional cleansing is healthy. Then it’s time to move forward; Steve Maraboli says it well: “Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.”

When these events arrive in our lives, they are another step in the growing up phase, and age bears no relevance. Let us be aware, give in to the hurt, and then carry on into a new beginning.

Lately, I’ve been thinking about past relationships, after reuniting with a girlfriend from many years ago. It was interesting to write on this topic and if any of you are experiencing a break-up, romantic or friendship, I hope my words are inspirational for your future. I also wish you much happiness, with few tears and heartaches, and I’m always grateful for your visits! Sending virtual hugs and love! Lauren ♥

Lauren Scott © 2015

Friends

Those were the days of laughter beneath the sun
Conversations that always seemed undone
Continuations when timing was right
Long deep confessions into the night

Those were the days of enduring inseparability
The future was ours with a wealth of possibility
Of stories told and falling tears and necessary trust
Now in our hands lie only remnants of dust

Lauren Scott © 2015

Happy Birthday, USA

 

 

Our flag proudly flies
holding men and women in

its bold stars and stripes
Colors in the sky
together we “ooh” and “ahhh”
Independence Day

Wishing you all who celebrate a fun and safe Fourth of July!
Each year we go to our county fair, which is our plan for today.
And each year it’s the same, nothing changes,
yet the experience is still fun as we view the exhibits, the animals,
ride the big Ferris Wheel, take in the great music, enjoy some wine and beer
and of course, enjoy the fair food…my faves are gyros and root beer floats. 🙂

So have a Happy time and a Wonderful Weekend!
Sharing Love and Hugs, Lauren 

 Happy 4th of July weekend 2015 picassa

(Part of this is a repost from 2012)

 

 

Connections

 

SabrinaFair 2015

I pondered long and hard for the answer
wondering, wavering of emotions inside
How relative time has been in this journey
this crazy, happy, emotional ride

The voices unheard, yet heard of so clearly
in universal languages for all to hear
The faces unseen, yet seen in tiny glimpses
of those who opened their windows for air

How thoughtful the praise each time I read
How warm my hopeful heart became
How humble it felt from deep within
How grateful my soul will surely remain

Lauren Scott 2015
Photo: SabrinaFair

Winter’s Lane

I decided to pull this poem from my 2012 archives
and dedicate it to my friends whose lives are
abundantly snowy. 🙂 
Waking up to white blankets
of snow each morning 
sounds breathtaking, but
I know it can take a toll. So I wish my friends in
frozen lands much warmth from the sun when it
does peek through, staying focused on the arrival of
spring in another month and remember, cuddling
is also good for warming the heart.

Whispering wind
Biting mountain air

Slushy footsteps
in laden boots
Sunbeams peeking
through cotton ball clouds
Shoulders touching
Parkas rubbing
Gloved hands holding
Red noses lead
icy cold to the touch
Eyelash icicles
forming in fantasy
Faces stinging
to wind’s embrace
Snowy ornaments
in towering trees
White blankets
on the ground
Glorious beauty
all around

Lauren Scott © 2012
(Stay warm & safe)

Breaking Through

You are not all sour
even though
striving to prove

I’ll spend eternity
looking for the sweet
inside of you
The transparency
of your mask

beckons me and
I’m inches away from
seeing into your soul
Have you ever
been to the moon?

I can take you there

Lauren Scott © 2015

Tanglewood

 

saddle shoes

I would walk downstairs
for breakfast and Morton,
the parrot, would greet me
in his feathery way and
I would wish him the same.

I had a friend who was a boy
but it wasn’t what you think.
We were only five years old
and at the time, it was a
friendship to behold.

Our neighborhood mascot was
Sam, the frog and he
was the size of a football.
He wasn’t as fun as a dog
but when we moved I missed him.

Mom made me a frog
I could keep forever

(out of red corduroy and beans).

These are some things I recall
since five years old was eons ago.
Fourth of July was fun with Dad
setting off amazing fireworks
in the sky for my youthful eyes.

On the first day of kindergarten
I stepped up into the big, yellow
school bus, wearing a plaid jumper
and black and white saddle shoes
with excitement and no sign of the blues.

A memory that sticks with a frown
is my short, pixie haircut
I had to wear around town!

Lauren Scott © 2015
Photo: Google images
(A little bit of fun but sorry, no pics of the haircut!)
🙂