This may seem like a sophomoric posting of a 7 year old. However, this song is a song I have sang on countless occaisions through out my life. The Care Bear Movie was my favorite movie as a child. Stephen learnt this little tid bit about me our first telephone conversation. Less than a week later, guess who got an email with the song attached? Stephen thinks this is the day he won my heart. Who knows....
CARE-A-LOT
Carole King
LYRICS
Care-a-lot is a place we all can go
Whenever we choose it
Care-a-lot is a feeling we all know
We never do lose it
We can find a secret place
To rest and make a new start
If you don't know where it is
Look inside your heart
Care-a-lot is a playground you can find
For laughing and swinging
Carousels playing music in your mind
For dancing and singing
Sometimes you feel so glad
Sometimes you feel so blue
Share your feelings, it's not bad
Feelings are not you
When you're lonely, don't you fret
You're not alone, you just tend to forget
Care-a-lot is easily found
You've been there and you have friends who care
Don't you let your sadness get you down
It always helps when you sing a song
Good cheer carries you along
Darkness leads to sunlight
A new day comes--it's all right
Care-a-lot is a place you'd like to be
Riding on a cloud
You'll care a lot, it's a rainbow fantasy
For laughing out loud
Care-a-lot is a place we all can go
Come to Care-a-lot, it's a place we all can go
Come to Care-a-lot
Share-a-lot
Care-a-lot
© 1985 Elorac Music (ASCAP)
I just closed my eyes and sang the song and I felt light and happy. I was just instantly filled with joyous thoughts and felt that I could do anything in this world. The thing is I also saw Stephen's face. Hmmm Maybe he did plant a seed on that night in my heart. Who knew?
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
A penny for your thoughts....
In 2006 I was in New Jersey doing an observership at one of the hospitals there. It was as this time I got my famed email from a friend introducing me to Stephen. The weeks that followed her email, I will say I emailed Stephen maybe about 5 or so times, if that much.
Stephen had quickly become a faded memory for the most part, except for those late nights when he would pop up on line and say hi. His hours were really not too cool for me, especially since my dorm room had no internet and I had to go down to the hospital to use the computers. Yet one fate filled night I stayed online beyond my 10o'clock retiring hour. Who should pop up? After about an hour of chatting for some reason I asked Stephen for his number.
Now I am going to stick a pin in this story for now...Just to give some background information. I was broken hearted in 2004 and swore off of relationships for the rest of my life. Therefore, by the time I met Stephen I had sufficiently healed from a heart break and was quite successful in remaining single during those two years. As a result of this, Stephen initially was merely a break in my daily routine. A refreshing break at that, so asking Stephen for his number was far from me being interested romantically. It was just a natural evolution of the aquaintence.
So back to the moment of asking for his number. Stephen gave me his number and I called and for the very first time I heard his voice. I liked it, it was soothing yet so surreal. I can still remember the dark computer room with the only light being that of the computer screen. I sat in the corner of the room and talked to this stranger (he really was) for almost 8 hours straight.
The irony is that two things from that conversation I remember. First is me telling Stephen about my LOVE of The Care Bear Movie as a child. The second was me telling him how much I abhored relationships and how I did not believe in love. The latter came up because of a song that I could never get right.
"A penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if you tell me that you love me." Or is it a dime if you tell me that your mine? Just like the email was a turning point in my life. This night where we had our first telephone conversation proved to be a catalyst in our relationship.
In a matter of less than 8 weeks Stephen went from A's friend, to a guy I chat to, to this guy named Stephen.
The funny thing is despite an 8 hour call he never did earn his penny.
Stephen had quickly become a faded memory for the most part, except for those late nights when he would pop up on line and say hi. His hours were really not too cool for me, especially since my dorm room had no internet and I had to go down to the hospital to use the computers. Yet one fate filled night I stayed online beyond my 10o'clock retiring hour. Who should pop up? After about an hour of chatting for some reason I asked Stephen for his number.
Now I am going to stick a pin in this story for now...Just to give some background information. I was broken hearted in 2004 and swore off of relationships for the rest of my life. Therefore, by the time I met Stephen I had sufficiently healed from a heart break and was quite successful in remaining single during those two years. As a result of this, Stephen initially was merely a break in my daily routine. A refreshing break at that, so asking Stephen for his number was far from me being interested romantically. It was just a natural evolution of the aquaintence.
So back to the moment of asking for his number. Stephen gave me his number and I called and for the very first time I heard his voice. I liked it, it was soothing yet so surreal. I can still remember the dark computer room with the only light being that of the computer screen. I sat in the corner of the room and talked to this stranger (he really was) for almost 8 hours straight.
The irony is that two things from that conversation I remember. First is me telling Stephen about my LOVE of The Care Bear Movie as a child. The second was me telling him how much I abhored relationships and how I did not believe in love. The latter came up because of a song that I could never get right.
"A penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss, a dime if you tell me that you love me." Or is it a dime if you tell me that your mine? Just like the email was a turning point in my life. This night where we had our first telephone conversation proved to be a catalyst in our relationship.
In a matter of less than 8 weeks Stephen went from A's friend, to a guy I chat to, to this guy named Stephen.
The funny thing is despite an 8 hour call he never did earn his penny.
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
You've got mail!
I love the cliched saying that "A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. " For Stephen and I that step was an email, sent to us both on the same day.
Although I cannot remember the date or the time of day I will always remember how it all began. A friend of mine emailed me one day, to introduce me to a friend of hers. She simply stated that she thought we were so much alike. It was unlike her to do that but then again, she is so unpredictable who knows.
I decided to send her friend a quick note. I told him simply, " you do not know me but I am a friend of A and she sent me your email. I am just sending you a hello." I did not think anything of it and I never knew that by my simple act of reaching out to a friend of a friend, in simple erica fashion, would shape the rest of my life.
This although may not seem really romantic, or mysterious, or this grand story of love, but this is the long and short of how I met Stephen D. Allen. Since cupid sent her email Stephen and I started an amazing journey of love, friendship and so much more.
This blog EASMARRIED is in tribute to the journey of one man and one woman who fought, time, space, and all odds to be together. Although the journey has been a long one, it is far from over as I have realized, We have only Just begun.
You've got mail!
Although I cannot remember the date or the time of day I will always remember how it all began. A friend of mine emailed me one day, to introduce me to a friend of hers. She simply stated that she thought we were so much alike. It was unlike her to do that but then again, she is so unpredictable who knows.
I decided to send her friend a quick note. I told him simply, " you do not know me but I am a friend of A and she sent me your email. I am just sending you a hello." I did not think anything of it and I never knew that by my simple act of reaching out to a friend of a friend, in simple erica fashion, would shape the rest of my life.
This although may not seem really romantic, or mysterious, or this grand story of love, but this is the long and short of how I met Stephen D. Allen. Since cupid sent her email Stephen and I started an amazing journey of love, friendship and so much more.
This blog EASMARRIED is in tribute to the journey of one man and one woman who fought, time, space, and all odds to be together. Although the journey has been a long one, it is far from over as I have realized, We have only Just begun.
You've got mail!
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