A Poem about Sring

Uncertainty Poem by Laurie Goyen

Humanity Thought....

My Boys. :)

I'm 49.5 years old...

I'm 49.5 years old...only six months away from 50. When did this happen?

In preparation for this rite of passage, I’ve already mentally made my age 50. I have to frequently remind myself that I’m still only 49 years old. Does anyone else do this?

What to say about this upcoming landmark birthday?

I'm just happy to be here. - My new favorite motto sums it up quite nicely.

The hard-won wisdoms, perspective and gratitude gained over time have uncluttered my path, lightened my load and freed up my soul. Any outside “changes” happening are easily superseded by the bounty of harvest that’s been reaped.

Coming up on 50, I may not be lighter on the scale but I’m definitely lighter.

It’ like we start out on a hike through this wilderness called life in our 20’s and 30’s, the backpack we carry on our shoulders is at times heavy and cumbersome. It’s filled with all of the necessities. But then there’s the minutia that slows us up and weighs us down detracting from a lot of the fun and adventure of it all:
• Insecurities
• Shaky sense of self and the struggles of finding it.
• Lack of direction which tends to get you lost.
• Caring too much what others think.
• Constant need for approval.
• Low-self esteem
• Immaturity
• Pettiness

In our 40’s as we continue down the path, hopefully we’ve discarded a lot of the burdensome non-essentials in return for the more weight-less useful stuff that helps us along the way. Insights like:
• Gratitude
• Perspective
• Wisdom
• Strength
• Character
• Self-acceptance
• A sense of humor (this is huge)
• Stronger Faith
• Acceptance of what is.
• A bird’s eye view of things
• The need to please a much smaller audience; God, yourself and those you love.

As I round the corner to 50, my compass is on point and the journey is much more enjoyable, meaningful and peaceful…lighter.

I wouldn’t trade in a few gray hairs (okay, a lot), some wrinkles and extra padding in odd places, for this place which I’ve arrived to.

What I’ve gained is a nice and welcome offset to this inevitable aging thing. My knees may creek a little when I walk but I sure do appreciate a sunset more fully.

Hopefully, by the time we’ve all reached 50, we know full-heartedly what a precious and profound gift that life is; to be living, to be healthy, to be.

Like I said, I’m just happy to be here.

Laurie Goyen Writer
5/19/16

Full Circle

It's the simple things.....

A Devotion, A prayer poem

Grateful, A Poem

Weekend Getaway

I wanted to share my latest with you. This past weekend we went on our yearly family weekend getaway with my Mom and Dad, my Brother and his family. It was nice to take a road trip to somewhere else, a change of scenery if you will. 

I have found that these little getaways are always good for the soul. It doesn't have to cost much and you don't need to go far. Changing up your atmosphere is all thats needed sometimes in order to renew your mind and spirit.

I mention Brett in this writing. Brett is my youngest Brother who passed on November, 2013. I miss him the most on these getaways. He always lit up on this trips. He loved being surrounded by family and being in a new setting was probably good for him in dealing with his depression. He would have loved this last trip on the water, fishing and chilling. I know he he was there in spirit, he's certainly always in our hearts.

"When Your Down And Worn"

Poem inspired by a road trip

"Youg At Heart" A Poem

#MomandDad

Bittersweet Poem - Wrote this one the other night while trying to sleep.

Angelina Jolie Theory

Food for thought...

Never forget...HE is always with us.

Mom and Dad

Shout out to Mom and Dad for being good in a world that many times isn't. Everyday I'm grateful for these two beautiful people; Larry and Margaret who have shown me what real love looks like.

Over the years, I've witnessed a solid strength and grace during the most difficult of times and a fervent faith in God which has carried them through all of the highs and lows that life brings. This daughter is THANKFUL, GRATEFUL and BLESSED.

Prayer/Poem

THIS MAN......

The other day I was talking with my husband Doug about something pretty serious in our bathroom. I remember him sitting by the bath looking back at me as we talked and at once my heart was overcome with complete gratitude for my companion and partner in crime.

I snapped a picture of him in that instant with my phone which inspired the following:

THIS MAN.....
wipes my tears.
is no pushover.
hugs me close when I need it.
tells me he’ll be home in 5 minutes when it will really be 20.
is my best friend.
makes me feel safe.
has been my husband for 25 years.
is self-sufficient.
wouldn’t leave my side overnight when both of our sons were born.
Is not good at lying.
Is quiet on planes.
told me my brother had died
asked me to dance as I was leaving Tijuana yacht club on June 18, 1989.
got my number that night.
started wearing his wedding ring before we even got married.
cried during “The Notebook”.
doesn’t like to talk during the boys’ soccer games.
Isn’t needy.
is my rock
is fiercley protective of his family.
gets sentimental about our boys growing up
is confident but not cocky.
always wants to be the driver.
loves his Mom.
isn’t a planner.
sometimes wears wrinkly jeans.
moved his office into our home so our baby wouldn’t have to go to daycare.
doesn’t criticize me.
is easy going.
loves his GPS.
is not a picky eater.
coached his boys soccer teams for 10 years.
practices law.
is extremely intelligent.
has strong character.
puts up with me when I’m impossible.
is not perfect, but he’s perfect for me.
accepts people for who they are.
can tell when my monthly time is near and lets me know which infuriates me.
encourages me.
doesn’t like to talk negative about others.
loves to travel.
tilts his head to the side when you’ve pushed him too far.
has a messy closet.
loves me unconditionally.
is suprisingly a lightweight.
thinks I’m funny.
lives for his boys.
listens to me whine when I need him to.
has seen me at my worst.
is not a clothes horse.
doesn’t apparently notice when I put on twenty pounds.
is naturally positive.
tells me I’m beautiful.
doesn’t like to shop.
loves the mountains.
has a strong faith.
sometimes wears white socks with khakis which I’ve told him he shouldn’t.
has nice green eyes.
makes my life easier.
lives for his boys.
calms my soul.
has eyelashes longer than mine which maddens me.
is not complicated.
leaves his clothes on the floor on his side of the bed.
has a strong mental fortitude.
is sensitive to me.
snores louder than he used to.
is a late night snacker.
stops chewing when I walk in the room when he’s late night snacking so he won’t get caught.
likes my freckles.
is my soul mate.
is obsessed with genealogy right now.
Is a good man.
means everything to me.
is God’s answer to my prayer.
is the love of my life.