Warmth and Wise Words from Tuesdays

As a piggyback to my previous post, everyone has their struggles, moments when they feel defeated, when they need to cry. (Because of the situation, our moments will be ongoing until..well, we don’t know. We only know what we know right now, which entails a lot of gray area.) But after the moments, they get up, they move forward, and they smile again.  One day at a time and all is good…thanks again to all of you who offered prayers, hugs and support…

This weekend, my daughter and I did some Christmas shopping (avoiding black Friday madness), and it was a great mom/daughter time. Santa brought me an early gift, something I needed, adding some fun (and warmth) to life…

Red slippers-001

“Behind every successful woman is a fabulous pair of shoes”  🙂

 

 

 

 

To those of you in the U.S., I hope your Thanksgiving was peaceful and special. And for everyone visiting here, I hope your weekend was the same!

I’m re-reading Tuesdays with Morrie, written by Mitch Albom. Long story short, Morrie was Mitch’s old college professor, who was dying from ALS. Most of us has someone special in our lives who made a heartfelt impact. For Mitch that person was Morrie. Mitch met with Morrie each Tuesday for Morrie’s last class. The subject was The Meaning of Life, taught from experience. Although Morrie was dying, he kept a positive attitude. Through his genuine, loving, and heart-tugging manners, he taught all who knew him “how to die so they could learn to live.”

I’m ending with advice from Morrie (so much profoundness in this book). It will change your perspective on life…

Mitch asked Morrie, “do you ever feel sorry for yourself?”
“Sometimes, in the mornings. That’s when I mourn. I feel around my body, I move my fingers and my hands-whatever I can still move-and I mourn what I’ve lost. I mourn the slow, insidious way in which I’m dying. But then I stop mourning.”
“Just like that?” Mitch asked again.
“I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my life. On the people who are coming to see me. On the stories I’m going to hear. On you-if it’s Tuesday. Because we’re Tuesday people.”

My wish is that when you leave here, you take away something positive that will benefit you in your life, in whatever you’re going through…

Much love,
Lauren

 

Waiting for Santa

Christmas tree Michael took

 

Magic fills the air tonight; Rudolph leads the way
as they’ll land on the roof in the big, glorious sleigh

Her enthusiasm is charming; she’s bursting with glee
making cookies for Santa to set by the tree

It sparkles with colors, all shiny and bright
with tinsel and popcorn and lights of white

She sets the cookies where he won’t miss them
with a bowl of carrots so the reindeer can have some

As darkness arrives, her bedtime is near
inside her heart, she’s holding great cheer

With one eye open, she’s too excited to sleep
but slumber prevails so she hears not a peep

She rises with the sun, joyfully wiggling
waking her parents with constant giggling

They enter the room to find many surprises,
gifts hugging their tree in all different sizes

She was thrilled to see only cookie crumbs lie
and the carrots were eaten by reindeer in the sky

Their tree was so pretty, standing tall and proud
She hugged Mommy and Daddy and thanked Santa out loud

May we all experience the magic of this Holiday Season
with childlike excitement~

Lauren Scott © 2013
(revised from 2011)
Photo credit to my son

Waiting for Santa

Magic fills the air tonight
Rudolph leads the way
They’ll land on the roof
in the big, glorious sleigh

Her excitement is charming
She’s bursting with glee
and making cookies for him,
helping her wonderful Mommy

The tree is all ready
It sparkles with beauty
He’ll be so happy to see it
It’ll be his favorite, definitely

She sets the cookie plate
where he surely won’t miss them
and she doesn’t forget the carrots
so the reindeer can have some

Now darkness arrives
She hears, “Off to bed you go”
Her heart feels so alive
with excitement, it’s all aglow

She falls asleep, one eye open
One ear perks up as she intently listens
but slumber prevails as her eyelids start drooping
She dreams of the stars and how they all glisten

In the morning, sunshine pushes through
She pops out of bed, joyfully wiggling,
Waking her parents up to tell them
She can’t stop from giggling

They enter the room; it’s so simply stunning
With surrounding gifts, their tree stands proud
She hugs mommy and daddy
And says “thank you” to Santa out loud

May we all share the Christmas magic of a child’s heart~

LScott

Photo credit to my son
and a beautiful
neighborhood tree~