The Precious Scars

Jonathan Silver Scott Earliest song I played obsessively was Pat Benatar 's Love Is A Battlefield .  Jonathan Scott and I met on a battlefield , our first lifetime.  January 17 is the day I was "officially" diagnosed with Hashimoto's ; this year, the Scott's threw a birthday party .......for someone else.  First "celebrity" thread I ever contributed.....was this; it's dated August 8......day I returned to Twitter .  It's weird we lived in the same city, same year; returned home same time.....because something beyond our control sidetracked our dreams.  We've not met .....but for a time, was convinced I'd not be leaving this world before that happened.  Crazy as it sounds.....moment I doubted, Jonathan "appeared" in my home.......flesh and blood; close enough to see every line on his face....spoke my name; fainted. Have always referred to him as Jonathan Scott ......for tagging purposes, but he's been  John ........

ज ो न ा थ न   red late-ripening apple; primarily eaten raw   Jonathan Hadn't thought of this guy since grade school.  Suppose he came to mind while watching Drew's Honeymoon House because his name is Jonathan.  He was the first boy to like me.  I did not share his feelings.  I was a  John Schneider  girl, dreaming of having Bo Duke babies with golden locks like my mother's.  Jonathan loved playing with my hair and tagged along wherever the girls were.  This did not win me friends.  One day he got brazen and kissed me right in the middle of kindergarten class.  I rewarded him by giving him his first black eye.  He escaped punishment, but for my crime I was sent to the corner and told I was a bad Christian girl.....a phrase I'd become quite familiar with.  It was Jonathan's fault; it all started with him....and from that day forward I took to calling him "Trouble".  Unfortunately "T...