I believe everyone needs a little inspiration~
Possibilities
Abundantly awaiting
Elevate your dreams
A Haiku by LScott
Copyright 2011
Photo Credit to my lovely Sister
This cute little rocking chair
was made by my Mom’s Father in June 1926.
My Mom is still living and turned 90 this year!
She rocked in it and so did my sisters and I,
their children and my children.
This photo is of my son taken 13 years ago.
We still have the rocker and it brings back precious memories~
A special rocker
made from Grandpa’s hands with love
Generational
© LScott 2011
(My Mom passed away on February 3, 2012)
This Haiku follows my post
from November 9th.
Yesterday was our first day of coming home to an empty house.
It was tough…
it’s amazing how the routines are sorely missed…
in the morning, coming home from work and bedtime.
How she greeted us with her smile,
how she loved having her face scratched
and her belly rubbed…sigh~
We know it will get easier with time,
but for now…
didn’t know the end
was just around the corner
missing her so much
Dear Fellow Bloggers,
This won’t be one of my ordinary poems.
I’m simply sharing the sad news
that our Lucky Girl passed away today.
She was a black lab mix, 10 1/2 years old
and a true canine sweetheart.
She no longer desired her normal walks or hikes
with us, as her hind legs were getting weaker.
So, we continued to give her lovin’
and made sure she was comfortable.
Ironically, she was fine last night and this morning,
before we all left for work and school.
About two hours later, our neighbors
heard her crying and checked on her.
At that point, she was lying down, unable to move.
Our neighbor stayed with her until I got home, shortly after.
He had covered her with a blanket, kept her warm and
continued petting her, consoling her
until one of her family members came home.
When I saw her, I bent down,
kissed her on her nose
and petted her. She lifted her head,
looked at me, then put her head down.
I took her to our vet, after calling them
ahead of time, letting them know…
She passed away on the ride to the vet.
I’ve cried all day off and on and I’m not done, yet.
I’m thankful for many things:
my neighbor who took care of her until I got home
the fact that she didn’t suffer long
and, that she was able to say good-bye to
at least one of us…
We adopted her and gave her a good, loving home
for 9 years…
In return, she gave us unconditional love…
We now have a void in our hearts
and will miss her tremendously..
We love you, Lucky Girl~
Here’s a photo of her smiling at us all~
A lost soul
A circling whirlwind
in the atmosphere
of life
Knowing no right direction
only uncertainty
with
infinite
insecurity
Copyright 2011
Always looking in the mirror
Dreaming of a beautiful face
Only seeing a sad expression
Living on the edge
Eagerly trying to fit in
Sacrificing true self
Circulating through the school scene
Ebbing emotionally
Not for long though
Control encompasses the soul
Easing into self assurance
Copyright 2011
Before I met my husband, I was in the end of a 3 year relationship going nowhere fast.
My hope of meeting Mr. Right was rapidly fading.
I was only around 26, but I still felt time was running out.
Then, I put my refrigerator up for sale, he bought it and the rest is history!
So…we met in a funny way, but
it just goes to show you
that when you least expect it,
love happens!
Our paths were tangled, indirectly
We were unaware of
what was about to take place
The pace was swift and
it was fair to say
Our lives were about to change
I won’t rearrange the series of events
Some too laughable to erase
In any case
We crossed that bridge
through the sale of a Frig
Yes, don’t underestimate
what God can create humorously
that may become blissfully amazing
A month passed by
Hearts all a flutter
You better believe we were in love
Six months later
Riding a ski lift to the top
He popped the question
Six months after that
We said I do
A swift pace it was
because
We just knew
Now a little grayer
More laugh lines showing
Two kids still growing
We must be blessed
Sounds a bit crazy, however
It’s still love forever
Copyright 2011