Friday, April 15, 2011

Memories

I'm walking down Memory Lane today and wondering how many of you remember


You're very first puppy love?



How about the first boy or girl that actually made your heart sing...The one who was the very first to romance you like Romeo and Juliet...the one you thought (at the time) you would love till the end of time...is there something still there in your heart even now when you think of him/her?

Do you still remember the schoolyard meetings? And


That passion of the very first kiss...no not the one in the cloak room at the age of 8...I mean the very first real kiss? The kiss that made you feel like a woman or a man for the very first time.


As you've grown, matured and lived life...youthful love becomes something more...deeper maybe. By this time you've become your own person and know who you are and what you want...in so being...does our love becomes more passionate











and meaningful?


















I have to admit...the love I feel today is far greater than any love I've felt in my life...when I seek that 'only place I feel safe' it's in the arms of my man...how about you?

Where is your security, passion, love and fantasy...


Is it in the now...or do you live with memories?



Hugs

16 comments:

Blodeuedd said...

I do not really have any memories so I can live in the present :)

Oscar said...

It must be now, since I can't remember anything that happened before yesterday or was it today?

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Hey Blodeuedd,

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to respond...I've been having blog problems...but I guess you knew that since this post was late.

Glad you stopped by sweetie!
Hugs
Hawk

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Oscar!

ROTFLOL...you split me sides!

Big hugs
Hawk

A man called Valance said...

Sure, I've got memories. Only some I don't care to remember, and the rest ain't fit for telling.

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Why Mister Valance...you little devil you!

Like I couldn't guess the kind of memories you have!

;-)
Hawk

elaing8 said...

I barely remember last week and your asking me all this now..LOL ;)
I do remember my first kiss though.

~Sia McKye~ said...

I have good memories and so many make me smile. But, I tend to live my life in the present. I do like the security of my man's arms. He also has a good set of broad shoulders to lay my head on. :-)

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Sia,

I agree the present is the place to be, but nice once in a blue moon to take a walk down memory lane.

When memories make you smile and laugh I highly
recommend it.

Big hugs
Hawk

Ellen Brickley said...

Hawk, this is totally off-topic but I spotted it and instantly thought of you: http://writing.ie/meet-the-authors/tell-your-own-story.html

They're inviting true stories of the Irish experience, whether here in Ireland or overseas - I immediately thought of you and the deep connection you still feel with home and thought I'd let you know. It's an ongoing project and stories will be preserved by the folklore dept of my old university, so I wanted to let you know!

Best,
Ellen

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Hey Ellen!

Glad to see you here honey! Off subject is fine with me...and I went right over to check out the sight! WOW! I'm impressed...I even put their link on my link page so I can go over there and submit asap.

Thank you so much for thinking of me...this is a wonderful way to share experiences. Are you going to write something up as well?

Many hugs
Hawk

Ellen Brickley said...

Definitely, I just have no idea what yet. . . time to get thinking!

Ellen
x

Houston A.W. Knight said...

LOL, Ellen...I'm thinking about what to write as well...there are soooo many things to write about...I wonder what they want to hear though? I could tell about my family's history for leaving Ireland and what happened here in America and how me father raised us as Irish in soul and American in heart.

I don't think any Irishman can be anything other than Irish...no matter where he roams...he's Irish. You just can't take the Irish out of an Irishman....or woman. LOL

Big hugs darlin'
Hawk

Ellen Brickley said...

I think that would make a great topic - how Irish identity is transmitted far from home. Your dad always sounds like a wonderful man, and is true, you can take the Irish out of Ireland, but they never seem to lose their essential Irishness!

Houston A.W. Knight said...

Yes, me dad was a good man...Irish through and through...never let anyone forget it either. LOL

To me, it seems the men of Ireland are the ones who promote 'being Irish' to their children, more than the women...which I find odd...unless their woman from my family. LOL. Me dad trained us all well...so my sister raise her sons with Irish pride.

I think we Irish people have been around for so long and have had to stand alone for so long that we formed a blood bond of being Irish...that NO ONE can take from us as people...they can take our homes, our land and even our religion but they can't take our Irishness...we will always be Irish....and damn proud of it.

Am I right or am I right?
;-)

LOL Hawk

Ellen Brickley said...

Amen, countrywoman!

:D