Friday, October 28, 2011


"Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore.Dream.Discover."

It is that time where I feel I am ready to do just this. Sometimes in life we allow ourselves to stay at a stand still - somewhat settling ourselves our dreams our goals our destiny to be with those we love. Just as we are all different in this life there are no two people alike the same goes for living this life. Some are utterly happy sewing. reading. having a family. setting down roots - raising a children. climbing the career ladder. dating. building. learning. traveling. We all live our lives well the way that we think is best for our selves. Some of us share this life with a partner a husband a wife. Some of us have children some of us have pets.  Some alone some with friends some with family. However we live our lives or who we live our lives with one common trait links us all together. We all are just trying to make our way thru this life and be happy. Its that simple we want to be happy. And one thought that tends to be the same for all of us iswe all want a better life... we all want to improve our lives to be living our best life possible. The question that we all are trying to figure out is how do we get there... How do we have and live such a life. I won't pretend to even begin to think I have the answers but for me its found when I take chances. do something I fear. When I allow change. When I am willing to go outside my comfort zone and experience life in a different culture thru different eyes. When I don't allow myself to settle. I am looking forward to this winter and the days to come because I am ready to set out and explore. to take chances. to allow change into my life. To live outside my comfort zone...I am ready to set out to improve my life.To change my life - I am ready to journey on the path of happiness that will include challenging myself and see where it will lead and take me. I have been at a stand still and ready to venture out to see what is beyond the life that I have lived... what else is out there for me to learn. to grow. to experience. to see. I am ready to see  where this journey will take me and who I will meet along the way. I am focus and determined that I will embark on this new path and find a part of myself that has not been found... Life its about growing and learning and if you aren't growing and learning then I highly think you need to make a change in your life. I highly think you need to take a chance. There is so much out there in this world for you not to be growing and becoming... I dare you to... to make a change. to take a chance. to step outside your comfort zone. I DARE you to join me... I am in quest of an uncharted path... that will let me discover explore learn and become thru simply life and living...and maybe just maybe along the way I will touch a few lives and a few lives will change me... We all can make changes to our lives... they don't need to be huge massive changes or taking a rambling chance it can be small as exposing yourself to a different culture eating at a new place instead of the place you know the menu by heart. It can be learning something new sewing hunting buliding cooking. It can be big like finally getting a different job one that you will like and look forward to going to instead of hating it and only living for saturdays and sundays... It doesn't matter what it is... Its YOU that decides... Its YOU... I DARE YOU... you going to take a chance... you going to allow the change... you going to step outside your comfort zone... I bet there is a life just awaiting for you to explore and discover but best of all an untouched source of happiness awaiting for you to find... I DARE YOU

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Life with you know who...

Oh Clark... here are just a few things I have wrote down -- over the past couple of months that Clark was caught saying....they are pretty humerous some others I am pretty sure resulted in either A... my mom rolling her eyes or B my mom smacking Clark in the back of the head... OH CLARK

*At a funeral-wake Clark informs my mother in a loud voice across the room...'HEY PAULA...this isn't a basketball game...we don't have to be the last ones out of the gym."  SO nicely and heartfelt put Clark. Thankfully the mourning family knows Clark quite well and laughed.

*We were talking about ping pong one night... don't ask why my family has a history of talking about random and complete off the wall topics... Clark's pong the first sport I kicked Paul's ass in (his son) then paused and said and the only....

*This one isn't something Clark says but does... My grandfather lives in an asst. living center - a very nice place...When we take my grandfather places you are required to sign him in and out at the front desk... The entire sheet goes something like this Jane Jackson out 9:04am back 3:45pm and so on...I happened to take a look at what Clark writes... Goldy Goldmann out 14:00 but 21:00... Clark who has never been in the military loves to sign my grandfather out in military time when the either sheet is listed in standard time... Nice Clark.

Oh Clark we love you... you keep life always an adventure...always making us laugh always making us smile... Life is always a ride with you.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Finding your way.

Aren't we all a little crazy... don't we all drop off into the deep end of the pool... don't we are do things and say things we shouldn't... take on too much... over extend ourselves...haven't we all been there... when life gets to be too much... when we stomp our feet like we are five and drag them in the mud like we are um... 30... don't we all do this... there is no age limit right???

I am stubborn ok beyond stubborn in certain areas of my life... leaning on others for support... asking for realize I am in over my head...pretending everything is fine when its not... just to name a few. I just figure that sooner or later it will get better... I mean it has to right...what's the point of bothering someone with my worries. my stress. my problem. my mess. my mistake is the way I see it. YA YA i would prolli skin friends alive if they have the same attitude or view point that I am taking... don't you just hate that when they throw things esp your morals or way of life back in your face and well you know... nothing worse then being wrong and then being called out on it... oh well life goes on...
I just figure this we all are trying to find our way in this life... whether you are 98 68 38 18 8 ... we are all simply trying to find our way... sometimes its one hell of a ride... sometimes its sunshine other times its a down pour... but we hang on...we carry on... what other choice do we have then to simple live. So go ahead and be a little crazy. go ahead and drop off into the deep end... just live your life. who cares what those around you think... get lost... its the best way to find your way, if you ask me... however I may or may not still be lost and trying to find my way sooo take my advice with a grain of sand...or is it salt??

Life with you know who

Clark has been getting busy has taken up walking these days with Kobe and now the new puppy Gauge. Oh course its not just going out for a normal walk not with Clark....First off it took some major talking to have him realize hiking shoes are not the same as tennis shoes for walking he kept getting blisters and couldn't understand why.... CLARK you are walking not scaling up a mountain. Well he finally went out and bought some shoes. I was home the other weekend and went in the kitchen to get a glass of milk when I opened up the cabinet door I was shocked to see 4x4 pieces of white paper taped to the inside of the door... I could tell by the handwriting it was Clark's doing... I looked and notice a bunch of numbers and couldn't help but ask my mom what this was all about... Her reply was "well that's your father's walking/running records." I called in Clark.... CLARK...i said as I opened the door of the cabinet WHAT'S ALL THIS... he started cracking that Clark grin as soon as he noticed what I was going to talk to him about. I said Clark you training for the Boston Marathon here or something. I then noted I could be wrong but I believe if you wrote smaller you could prolli fit 4 days wrote on one piece of paper not using a new piece of paper everday.... I mean really Clark you taped this many to the cabinet door you are going to run out of cabinets --- I am awaiting to come home to see how many cabinet doors he has filled up with paper. On a plus Clark did make a good point I thought it would be better to tape them to the cabinets then to leave them taped to the counter.... Oh Clark! Sometimes Kobe can't do all this walking with Clark. He is getting up there in age and his hips can't take it so most of the time Clark loads Kobe up in the new Traverse... This new SUV is loaded to the T. This includes XM radio- Clark loves to blast his tunes he the guy who is listening to MTV music and Top 40 knows all the words to Lady Gaga Rihanna Usher Flo Rida... HE LOVES music you would hear playing at a club... well this XM radio doesn't help at all... SO he will load Kobe up pop the back hack let him climb in and they take off jamming to music. They get to the spot he lets the dog out on some dirt road by hitting a button... Clark doesn't even get out of the car now days to let the dog out. He rolls down the windows to give Kobe some running music as he calls it... He slowly drives down the dirt road listening to his tune while Kobe runs besides him - I mean the car.... its quite a sight. Then when its time he hits the button and the back hack opens up again and Clark shouts out the windown Kobe Kennel... he loads up and Clark hits the button and they drive back home.... Well he hasn't been able to do this Gauge doesn't quite have this whole Clark style of running down yet... But I am sure it won't be long til the new guy knows just as much as Kobe. And I am sure that will come with more Life with Clark - I mean Mark stories... Life is always an adventure with Clark....ALWAYS

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Missing Her...

They say you will never forget where you are and what you are doing when your life changes... its true. My life changed forever on this day - this is the date Granny left us for a better place. We still think of her. We still remember her. We still love her. I believe thats how it will always be. She's still her with us in our memories in our hearts but sometimes well it just doesn't seem to be enough yet thats all we have so we carry on. I live to honor her. When I have a fall make a mistake have a bad day i think of her and how she would handle life or what she would say to me. Sometimes I don't truly listen to what she would have said and learn the hard way but most of the time i hold myself up or pick myself up and carry on with a smile. She taught me that life is worth it... life is worth living even thru sorrow thru heartache thru stumbles thru mistakes thru failures... its worth it to still give it your very best. Today (everyday) I honor you Granny.... I Love You.

B-DAY shout OUT

Want to give a special shout out to my aussie mate M. Davis and wish her a happy 'AMERICAN' birthday. She celebrated her aussie day about 24 hours ago you know how it is when you are living a day in the future. I am hoping she is still rockin; her big day. She's a pretty top shelf kind of gal - she's pretty much a rockstar. Wishing you 365 days of happiness laughter and just life. Love ya mate.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Growing Old

A Letter from "Mom and Dad"... My child, When I get old, I hope you understand 'n have patience with me In case I break the plate, or spill soup on the table because I’m losing my eyesight, I hope you don’t yell at me. Older people are sensitive, always having self pity when you yell. When my hearing gets worse 'n I can’t hear what you’re saying, I hope you don’t call me ‘Deaf!’ Please repeat what you said or write it down. I’m sorry, my child. I’m getting older. When my knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to help me get up. Like how I used to help you while you were little, learning how to walk. Please bear with me, when I keep repeating myself like a broken record, I hope you just keep listening to me. Please don’t make fun of me, or get sick of listening to me. Do you remember when you were little 'n you wanted a ballon? You repeated yourself over 'n over until you get what you wanted. Please also pardon my smell. I smell like an old person. Please don’t force me to shower. My body is weak. Old people get sick easily when they’re cold. I hope I don’t gross you out. Do you remember when you were little? I used to chase you around because you didn’t want to shower. I hope you can be patient with me when I’m always cranky. It’s all part of getting old. You’ll understand when you’re older. 'n if you have spare time, I hope we can talk even for a few minutes. I’m always all by myself all the time, 'n have no one to talk to. I know you’re busy with work. Even if you’re not interested in my stories, please have time for me. Do you remember when you were little? I used to listen to your stories about your teddy bear. When the time comes, 'n I get ill 'n bedridden, I hope you have the patience to take care of me. I’m sorry if I accidentally wet the bed or make a mess. I hope you have the patience to take care of me during the last few moments of my life. I’m not going to last much longer, anyway. When the time of my death comes, I hope you hold my hand 'n give me strength to face death. 'n don’t worry.. When I finally meet our creator, I will whisper in his ear to bless you. Because you loved your Mom 'n Dad. SOMETHING we all need to remember. I think of my grandma and my gramps and i can't help but learn from this letter. Even I have some room to do listen more. to give more. to understand more. to love more. I owe my grandparents so much for all the love support guidence encouragement time respect they have given me... and when this letter applies to my parents I owe them just as much. When I hope I never forget what this letter says and if I do I hope I to read this letter to remember

Friday, October 14, 2011


Its a special day... Its a special milestone birthday for my Clark... for my DAD... He's the guy that makes us all laugh. He's the guy that makes us do all sorts of crazy things. He's the guy that loves to be hunting fishing basically just anything outdoors. He's the guy that could be in a brand new fishing boat or sleeping in a brand new camper yet he would rather be out in the Canoe and the Grizz - - - he loves those 70's heaven on wheels and paradise in the water. He's a fix it man - thou it takes him awhile he can fix pretty much anything. Just finding the time to do it the problem he's a busy man you see. He's busting his butt to spend his weekends camping fishing hunting. He's learning to slow down I have noticed - he's learning to relax and sit still.... You have no idea how big this is... not just for him but for those that take right after him (like his daugther) there's hope for us. He's the guy that has always led by example. He teaches his kids not with words but with action. He has taught us to have our name stand for something. When people hear that name Goldmann they will think of the person that you are... that we are. Don't give your word unless you are gonna follow thru. Don't give your time and energy to something or someone unless you are gonna do the job with everything you got. Don't let people push you around - stand up for yourself but don't be a bully or cocky. Don't sleep the day away get up and do something with it. Don't be lazy. Give a helping hand. Be active in your life don't let it pass you by. He is a man that lives his life on his terms. He is a man that has his name stand for something. He demands respect and he gives it to you (unless you don't deserve it). He is the man that turns 60 today. I reflect back on all the things that he has done.... most of those things involve two things... family and community. Growing up he made sure his children were exposed to a wide range of things that we were active with camping hunting fishing swimming skiing sports church choir band boy-girl scouts.... He always wanted us to try things. To challenge ourselves to dream to set goals and then work hard to achieve them. He took us places for us to experience life in different places. He's greatest gift besides his love he has given us is a love and respect for the outdoors. All three of us are in love with being outdoors and we know that all came from him. We were the family camping in 100 degree heat out in the middle of no where. We were the family having fun out at the lake when most thought it was too rainy out too windy out... there we were having fun. We were the family that was stomping out in the fields when most thought it was too cold out. He was the dad that took us EVERYWHERE... it didn't matter the age he took his children. Paul was just months old on his back in a carrier while he was bird hunting. I was the child he still took with him even thou I often always had to go to the bathroom just as the geese were going to fly over us OR he was often found sitting in the truck drinking hot coca with me instead of being in the duck blind... he never complained never yelled at me and kept taking me. Jacorian was skiing between his legs on the slopes at a very early age. My father always put us before him. He made sure we were having fun. we were learning. we were experiencing.He made sure that he was present in our lives. Missing opening deer season to attend a volleyball game. Missing weekends in the fields hunting and tim on the boat fishing to be at all of our sporting events. Still missing out on the way he would want to fish and hunt to teach us. To be with us - I am sure with young children it was sooo not the way that he would be hunting and fishing if we weren't there. He was found cooking meals. helping with laundry - giving baths - reading stories and singing to us at night. He has always gone above and beyond with his children.... we are the people that we are today because of the time and love my father and my mother gave us.
If he wasn't with his family - he was found building the field of dreams. A baseball field in Beulah that bares his name - Goldmann Field - stands for his endless hours and hard work... a ball park that will always be a part of Beulah - its an amazing place... I remember when it was just... DIRT... Dirt and more Dirt with hills around it... He turned it into a master piece. One of the best legion fields... a place where all the kids can't wait to play at... a place where little boys dream of being a cyclone and a miner so this field can be their home plate. He started to build it for his boys to play baseball on a nice field and years later after his boys were done playing he kept building he kept working.... He gave the community and all the young boys that has been and will be a place to be proud of. I drive by that field and remind myself what a little hard work and determination can do. I look at that field and see the lessons my father taught my brothers and I thru out all those years of building and making fields of dreams a reality. He had help by many thru out the years but often his main help was who he called the Baseball Boasters... my mom, my brothers and me... He made sure we were always out there helping - granted I spent alot of the time wondering why I HAD TO BE there... I was never gonna play on that field... yet i never got out of it... He was teaching by example lessons of hard work. of giving your time for a cause greater than yourselve. Now all of us are proud that name bares GOLDMANN FIELD because of him.... he included us in his master plan for that place. I hope with in the coming years he continues to take all of us with him on his adventures. That we continue to be active right along with him. That he begins to relax and enjoy more. Dad you deserve all the happiness in this world. you have put in your time to enjoy it. I know that you will continue to led by example always teaching the boys and I life lessons....always making the time for us and to be with us. We love you for the Dad that you have been and continue to be. We are honored grateful and blessed to be YOUR PAUL. YOUR MICHELLE. YOUR JACORIAN...just as proud as we are that YOUR our DAD. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD (clark). Can't wait to celebrate with you with a bottle of crown royal sitting in the grizz in the middle of nowhere all together under the stars having the time of our lives... you have raised us right --- a family that lives this life together.

Thursday, October 13, 2011


October is a hard month at times but its also one of my favorite months. Today is my grandmother's birthday and next thursday we will remember her life here on ending on Oct. 20th. I spend alot of October thinking of a woman who I was so blessed and honored to call Granny. Gosh do I miss her. I often just long to hear her english tone voice and to be embrace in one of her hugs of love. I miss sitting down and having afternoon tea with her, I miss going to get the mail and finding a letter from her. I MISS her letters... her words... her random stories about the weather the birds just about life. I miss getting clippings of the paper she cut out just for me thinking I might want to read and see. She was such a
thoughtful kind and caring lady. She always had the time even if she didn't she made the time for my brothers and I. Her family was what truly number one to her - she loved us all together. she loved seeing our smiles and hearing our laughs. To this very day years after she has been gone I still look around for her when we all gather - i still truly think I will see her that she will appear - walk in to the room like she always did and say "hey there kiddo." I wonder if thats how it will always be...
She had a special way about her - she had this amazing calming zen to her. She just made you feel good about yourself. Comfortable in your own skin. She had this way of washing your worries stresses failures mistakes away and just seeing you. She was grace. She was kindness. She was strength. She was love. She is who I want to be just like... half Granny and half my mother... Two of the greatest women I know. When we gather thou I look around and notice that she's still with us the very best of her is still here living and breathing in my aunts Renee & Shelley and in my father Mark. She has passed down her greatest gifts her personality traits... its seen in how my aunt Shelley gives hugs, in the love my aunt Renee shows, in the smile on my dad's face... Its when I miss her the most I see these traits come out in my father and aunts almost like she's is like that it never leaves us. Love reminds. We continue to miss you, Granny and we always will til I see you someday --- until then we gather as a family - we smile. we laugh. we make memories knowing how proud you would be that we all remain so close... You taught us the things that matter and to always hold onto those things no matter where this life takes you.... FAMILY... I am proud today and always to be a Goldmann. I am proud to be your grand-daughter. And know that when someone tells me you're just like Granny- I smile with joy and pride... HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANNY(oct 12th). I hope somewhere you are enjoying a hot cup of tea with Great Granny and Olivia. Sending my love to you always.

Friday, October 7, 2011

A little LATE

It was Oct. 2....ya I know I am a little late but never forgotten... He would have been 55 this year. I wonder the lessons he would have taught me I wonder the memories I would have had with him and his girls. I wonder who he would be today... Would he still be teaching english and coacing football and wrestling. Would he still be in Beulah with his wife. Would he still be as a beloved teacher like he was thru out all the years he was at BHS.... I am guessing all the answers would prolli all be YES. I often wonder in the same breath who would we all be if he was still here. Would we be the same? Would we be better or less as the people we are today. I know it was thru his suffering. his pain. his fight. his battle. his death that we those who knew and love him that were force to learn life lessons. We dugged our feet because we didn't want the growth in character to come at the cost of his life. Yet that was Mr. Swegarden in prime form... teaching us the lessons that matter most. Having in a hand in the growth of character the kind that is great for the soul but oh so hard to do... so of course he would be behind it all... I remember sitting in his class having to do book reports... I hated getting up in front of the class and speaking. He knew this. I usually put off doing it in hopes he would some how forget that I never gave mine.. I remember the day he said Miss. Goldmann your up... well I bombed my book report...I got so nervous I actually sat down in the middle of it... I was embrassed to say the very least. The bell rang and the class ran off to lunch and i just sat there in my desk completely dumbfounded because i knew i would be the talk of the school... did you hear what Michelle Goldmann did in english class... I remember him pulling up a chair next to me - him saying look at me Michelle. Sometimes we fail in life. Sometimes we fall. chances are it happens alot more than when we succeed. Today you felt what its like to fail - so remember its not the end of the world. We just get up and try again. Thats the part that matters that we TRY AGAIN. and you never stop trying til you do succeed. I looked up at him tears in my eyes and red faced and said... so your saying i have to do this all over again tomorrow... he smiled and said YUP... but I believe you will learn from this and succeed. BUT if you don't there's always the day after that. I was never the talk of the school because Mr. Swegarden was kind a enough to discuss with the class that if we don't feel comfortable to fall to fail in front of our peers then we are all destined to failure in life... beause each one of us will be wearng the shoes that your classmate wore today... don't ever forget what its like to walk in those shoes. That man was all about growth. learning and character. I got up the next day and gave my book report sailed thru it like the previous day never happened. Who would have thought it took failing at a 9th grade book report for me to learn a life lesson that has never parted with me since. The bell rang and everyone ran out the door to be the first in line for lunch while i as usual casually left the room in the unlike oh my god there's a bomb or fire matter that the rest of my classmates exited. I got to the door and I can still hear his voice.... Miss Goldmann I am proud of the character you showed, never lose or be afraid to show your character- see you tomorrow. God I miss that man. Happy Birthday Mr. Swegarden. I am honored I am beyond blessed that my life was one of the lucky to be touched shaped and forever changed by you. You will always be one of THE greatest men I have ever had the pleasure to know. I know that I am MORE because of YOU. I know that I am the person I am today because you always took the time- because you went above and beyond- because you used your teachings your classroom your lessons for more than just english grammar and literature-because you showed character thru out your entire life esp with your battle with cancer. because you never stopped being a teacher. a coach. a mentor... You were and still are one of the good ones. The kind of person this world needs more of... I know you don't need birthday wishes where you are at these days so instead I wish that you grace the lives of those you love(esp your girls)... I hope you bring them sunshine in their darkness. I hope you bring them smiles to their tears. I hope you send this a wave of peace.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Dear Taylor

Its the start of the month of October, which is also breast cancer awareness month. To tell you the truth I never really paid much attention to the pink in the fall. But last year that all changed, I went from having basically NO PINK in my closet to now having so much I have no idea what I am going to do with it... do i need another tee or crew supporting breast cancer... UM the answer will ALWAYS BE YES. This got me all thinking. Of the year we have had since last October. The biggest change and the of course the best change is that you are now here. DUH you would be the best... but you are too young to understand or even know what you being here has brought. So today I woke up and said I am going to write a blog to my little asian birdie - Taylor so I don't forget and most importantly that someday you can come to this blog site and read this post and know just how TRULY SPECIAL you are.

You see before you came into the picture your Granny got really sick. And she needed will and determination to fight to keep fighting to live. Then something happened she was told she was going to be a Granny... because you were on your way to our lives. You were the strength she needed. You were the will to live and never give up. Granny was bound and detemine to LIVE to see YOU, Taylor. I want you to know the impact you had on her life... I know Granny would have fought regardless but you were the dream the gift that Granny has wanted since your mommy and daddy got married. She wanted a grandbaby... and thankgod it was your parents that had you... for at the time your auntie chelle was in NO PLACE to have one of her own... and between you and I - i love to just spoil you buy you way too much love you to pieces and the give you back... as much as i love you i love you even more that its not be who has to deal with you when you are out of control crying and unhappy... but that doesn't mean i love you any less it simply means your auntie is not ready to have kids (haha). so bless your parents hearts they decided to have you... and you couldn't have come at a more perfect time.

Once you arrived you began to heal a family wound that cancer brought to all of our lives. You did this by simply being YOU. So always know that you just being you is and always will be way more than enough... how do i know... well because you made all of our lives better by just being here. You are one loved little girl. By your parents. by your gramps and your granny. by your uncle jack and your aunt chelle. You have brought smiles to our faces. and so much love into our lives. You are our bundle of hope. For before you were born you were the hope Granny so needed and when you arrived you were hope wrapped in love that life even in times of uncertainty provides us with blessings with gifts with reasons to LOVEthisLIFE at ALL TIMES. And now you are still that same hope that our tomorrows will be brighter than our yesterdays. That life will always give us just what we need to live it... This life gave us YOU. So ya their may be some faces that look at you a bit differently because we know just the blessing you are in our lives... we know what you brought us when you came... we know what your life your being here has brought to your Granny. (on a side note i would milk that for what its worth with that Granny and Gramps of yours... they would give you the moon... don't worry i will explain and teach you what i mean about milking...not cows either). We are so very glad you are here... and that now i have yet another girl to buy all sorts of pink for... i am sucker for that color now...

So Tay... thank you... for all you have done without even having a clue. One day I hope you come to this site and read this blog and know that there is nothing you can't do... you have already healed the lives of your Goldmann family. You have already gave your Granny the strength the hope the will to keep fighting but more importantly to keep living and never give up. Those are some pretty big time accomplishments for someone who at the moment has no teeth and wears a diaper... i can only imagine whats in store for you in the life that lays before you... you little one are going to rattle even the stars.

Somebody's Miranda

Met an old man yesterday Next to me on a westbound plane He said "I was married sixty years I swear it feels like she's still here." Then he took out a picture Staring at that black and white The tears filled up in his eyes I said "You were a lucky man." He said "I feel like I still am." When he told me her name I heard myself say... I wanna be Somebody's Chelsea Somebody's world Somebody's day and night One and only girl A part of a love story That never has an end You know that's what every woman wants to be Somebody's Chelsea He made me laugh when he talked about Their first date and her father's doubts He said "Even as her hair turned gray, She still took my breath away." And that it never changed with time That's when I closed my eyes...
i heard this song and thought on my grandparents... married for 60 years... they had the love story. i could see my gramps talking about granny in this way. and i always loved seeing them as this couple. The living love story. My grandfather was in love with my grandmother for 60 years and I know when she passed away the hole that was left in his heart. He is a tough man he carries on because he has to but I know he mus miss my grandmother like crazy. So this song to me should be Somebody's Miranda... because that is my Granny's name. And I know my Gramps loved her and still loves her just like the man in this song... I don't do alot of daydreaming. But if i were to be honest someday I want to be somebody's Miranda, Somebody's Chelsea. But the thing is I won't settle for anything less than that. I have seen the love my grandparents had. I see the love my parents have that so many couples i admire have... and I would rather wait out for that than to give in to something that would fall short of that. So i keep on living. I keep on exploring this life and loving this life... But i know these lines hit home to me....
I wanna be Somebody's Chelsea Somebody's world Somebody's day and night One and only girl A part of a love story That never has an end You know that's what every woman wants to be Somebody's Chelsea...Somebody's MIRANDA....