Half Empty Nest

Life sure tugs at our hearts, doesn’t it? I’m thinking as I type and don’t have time to edit, so please bear with anything that may not make sense. 

Some changes are good, positive events that push us in a better direction. They help us grow. Some aren’t so good, in fact, they’re tragic and very painful. Fortunately, right now, the change about to take place on Saturday is a great one. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t tug, though.

I just feel like talking and I hope not to bore you. Many of you have experienced this already and many will in the near or distant future…Our daughter is moving out for the first time, as a Junior transfer student in her new university. It’s awesome; we jumped for joy when she was accepted. And now that time is no longer down the road a few months…it’s here. Very surreal in so many ways. The good thing is she’ll only be less than two hours away. She won’t be across the country or in another country (I’m consoling myself), so this is good. 

Sibling support

With her bro at her Community College Graduation.

Our living room is full of her boxes. Her belongings because she’ll be in an apartment and not a dorm room. We have had fun shopping for new stuff; that’s always a joy, especially spending time with her…my son has even teased her about having more room in the bathroom, once she leaves and wanting to turn her bedroom into whatever! He keeps this whole thing light-hearted! Well, she’s not out completely; the apartment is furnished, so her furniture will remain with us and she is welcome home anytime. Even after she graduates, who knows if she’ll need to come back home to live. We leave that option open, always. So we won’t make any drastic changes in her room, just yet. But, someday, it will make a great office! Just sayin’! :)

It’s our job as parents to raise our children in the best way we know..to lay the foundation, a solid one from where they can grow. My husband and I have done that. And now it’s her job to begin a new chapter, make her own path and continue growing into a beautiful, responsible adult.

Now we have a new job; to let go. I’ve had a few nights this week where I’ve become teary right when my head hits the pillow (thus, my prior post to this one). Yes, it’ll be sad to not have her here with us, in our house. But I tend to worry; we just want her to be safe. (I know, move on, right?) That’s the tough part of letting go because events like this are out of our control. But the tears also fall for joy and excitement for her. We’re so happy for the opportunities she’ll have, the people she’ll meet, as well as, her accomplishments when she graduates.

In a nutshell, LIFE IS GOOD! (but keep the tissue handy) 

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Our Graduate.

  I will end with a little something I wrote:

“We have prepared for this moment,
it would come we have known.
It’s time now for her
to chase dreams of her own.”

I apologize for “talking your ear off”
but I thank you for taking the time to “listen”

and if you have any reassuring feedback,
I would love to read it!
Hugs, Lauren ♥

For You

new Jasmine buds

Sadness is my anchor

for the bruises on your heart

for the pain in your soul

for answers untold

I seek soothing words

to ease your mind

but to their presence

I am blind

In hoping to comfort

a new prayer is said

for healing and peace

and all pain released

© LScott 2013
Photo: LScott

This is dedicated to family and friends
who are experiencing tough times in their lives.

In Loving Memory of Mom for Mother’s Day ♥

lscotthoughts:

I’m reblogging this from last year in memory of Mom for Mother’s Day. “We’ll miss you, Mom, but you live in our hearts everyday.” ♥

Originally posted on LScott Poetry:

When I think of Mom, I think pink
Cherry blossoms in the spring
I think elegance and grace
and I envision her beautiful face
Her smile would warm others for miles
When I think of Mom
I’m saddened to know
I can’t call her and hear her “hello”
but I can see her
clearly as the garden from my window
and each day she graces my memories
while my love for her grows

© LScott 2012

Mom ~ June 1921 – February 2012

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To Our Son on his 18th Birthday! ♥

michael eating watermelon

Those years when you relied on us
to hold, feed and guide you
return in sweet memories of
you smiling with your baby blues

To watch you grow as time passes swiftly
is surreal and miraculous
and to witness the young man you’ve become
is simply beyond marvelous!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, M.T.!

WE LOVE YOU!
xoxoxoxo

© LScott 2013

Who Knows? :)

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There’s no point to this poem
just something to do at home
passing a little time
with a few silly rhymes
you know how it goes
everyone knows
putting pen to the paper
cleaning house to the later
adding laughter and smiles
good for many miles
chatting about that
sharing coffee with Matt
  acting like a chef
cooking with Steph
always busy, not idle
running errands with Michael
I have to be true
  there’s so much to do
it’s been delightful
not frightful
simply entertaining
while ascertaining
though nothing is wrong
it’s time
to say
so long!

:)

© LScott 2013

Photo: Google Images