Song Lyric Sunday – When We Were Young by Adele

I know I just shared an Adele song, but this one fit so perfectly and is honestly my absolute favorite song of hers that I just had to share it.  I still cry when I hear this song, and I don’t know what it is about it or why.  It for sure touches a chord.

It doesn’t help that Adele has (in my opinion) the perfect voice and can belt a song out like no one’s business.  I also love the candid moment in this video when she finishes the song and is surprised at what she did.

I know I’ve been bitching a lot about my health and what a hard year it’s been, but this song makes me realize that I struggled a lot when I was younger in different ways, and it was only almost five years ago that I stumbled into the happiest time of my life.  Sure, we’ve had some health issues this year, but I’ve never been so in love and so happy.  It’s the first time in my life that I’ve felt this kind of peace and I am beyond grateful.

This is yet another song dedicated to the man in my life… here’s hoping this year made it so we have many, many more years together.

I hope you all enjoy the song (if you haven’t already heard it).

Everybody loves the things you do
From the way you talk
To the way you move
Everybody here is watching you
‘Cause you feel like home
You’re like a dream come true
But if by chance you’re here alone
Can I have a moment
Before I go?
‘Cause I’ve been by myself all night long
Hoping you’re someone I used to know

You look like a movie
You sound like a song
My God, this reminds me
Of when we were young

Let me photograph you in this light
In case it is the last time
That we might be exactly like we were
Before we realized
We were sad of getting old
It made us restless
It was just like a movie
It was just like a song

I was so scared to face my fears
Nobody told me that you’d be here
And I swore you moved overseas
That’s what you said, when you left me

You still look like a movie
You still sound like a song
My God, this reminds me
Of when we were young

Let me photograph you in this light
In case it is the last time
That we might be exactly like we were
Before we realized
We were sad of getting old
It made us restless
It was just like a movie
It was just like a song

When we were young
When we were young
When we were young
When we were young

It’s hard to win me back
Everything just takes me back
To when you were there
To when you were there
And a part of me keeps holding on
Just in case it hasn’t gone
I guess I still care
Do you still care?

It was just like a movie
It was just like a song
My God, this reminds me
Of when we were young

When we were young
When we were young
When we were young
When we were young

Let me photograph you in this light
In case it is the last time
That we might be exactly like we were
Before we realized
We were sad of getting old
It made us restless
Oh, I’m so mad I’m getting old
It makes me reckless
It was just like a movie
It was just like a song
When we were young

Written by Adele Laurie Blue Adkins, Tobias Macdonald Jesso • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

The Song Lyric Sunday theme for this week was growing old.  Please feel free to click the link, read the rules and post one of your own.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Forgetting


PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“Dad, what happened to the car?”

“Lucas!  How are you, my son?  It’s so good to see you!”

“Dad, the car?”

Lucas watched his father’s eyes, searching for any sign that he would try and cover up the truth, but all he saw was an innocent joy.

“I’m sorry Lucas, but I don’t know what you mean.”

“Dad, you took the car today, remember?  You went to the store.  Did you hit something?”

His dad’s filmy blue eyes took on a puzzled look.  “Lucas, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.  I’ve been here all day.”

Lucas realized, probably too late, that his dad’s driving days were over.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end.  This one came in at 109 words.

Click on the blue froggy to read other amazing 100-word stories!

SoCS – A day of firsts

It’s getting a bit late in the day and I’m thinking I’m running out of time to post something, even though it’s still technically only mid-afternoon… I’m fully admitting that my idea is a bit lame, but it was all I could think of.

The idea might be a bit lame, but the “firsts” are not.  Or at least not one of them

I posted yesterday about my nephew and today was the day we all met at the cemetery for our bi-yearly get-together with Mikey.  We do it around the anniversary of his death and his birthday.  Today was the first time Brody “met” his brother.  I’ve been pretty emotional for the last few days, but writing that just made me smile!  And here’s a picture to go along with it…

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Moving on to a completely different subject…

Today also marks the first time I have ever put highlights in my hair.  I would post a pic, but I also had one more first today.  I’m assuming it’s a sign of age, but I have hair in places on my face that aren’t really attractive, so I had some waxing done and my face didn’t really take a liking to it.  I’ve confined myself to the dark depths of the house until my face looks more normal.

Except I have teenage boys and nothing is ever that simple.  I had to stop to get pizza on the way home because none of us have had lunch yet.  I honestly wanted a bandanna or something to cover my face because I look pretty dreadful.  I can’t even imagine what they thought; but maybe I’m placing myself in too high esteem.  The guy that helped me looked harried and not at all happy to be doing what he was doing.  I’ll bet he didn’t even notice… hopefully…

And now that I’m home, Jaxon just told me I have to take him somewhere else tonight.  Luckily I’m just dropping him off, but still.

Why do we do these kinds of things to ourselves?  There was a point a few years ago when I said I was going to grow old gracefully.  Whatever that meant two years ago, certainly does not mean gray hair, a mustache and a beard today.  So, I’m dying my hair and waxing.

Good times.

(I have no idea how this all turned into old age, especially considering the sweet picture up there.  I think I just needed a break from all the sadness lately so thanks for sticking with me through my slight madness this afternoon.)


This post containing a few firsts is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday hosted by Linda G. Hill.  Today’s prompt was “no” (as in number and the number I chose was one).  Please feel free to click the link and join in the fun.

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