Tis’ the Season for Sparkles and Twinkles…

Dear Reader:

Yesterday was the day when little girls’ dreams of sparkling came true. Mollie, Rutledge, Lachlan, and myself sat for two hours to see our Eloise prance and dance for two minutes and the expression on her face was worth every minute…. ( though the boys might have disagreed.) šŸ˜‚

But don’t we all need a special time to shine… to feel special and engulfed in acceptance and applause? A time to feel love? Eloise was beaming with happiness. Especially with all her gifts of flowers. She was clearly overwhelmed.

I added a little Christmas Tree angel to the bouquet…. she looked like Eloise’s marshmallow costume and sparkled on the tree. A ” marshmallow world.”

The predicted Sunday rain held off and on my way home… the stars started bursting through the clouds …going over the bridges and were beautiful… a sparkling way to end the day!

All the way home… it made me think of the Christmas star… and images of pictures of the three wise men staring up at it … knowing this star was leading them home… a new home where unbounded love would forever sparkle in their hearts with total acceptance.

I remember reading one time that many of the stars we stare up at in our galaxy have actually died, but because of the distance separating the stars from earth… they seem , to the naked eye, to still be twinkling and sparkling in the night skies.

I can’t help but think how this is true of each of us too… even though one day we all will pass, the memories of our lives, if lived for others, will continue to light up memories and shine continuously. No light is ever extinguished forever.

So until tomorrow… the emoji for sparkle šŸ’– love is a heart and star and a word typed between two sparkle emoji’s give special attention to that person. So Eloise… to you my little one and your special ” sparkle” day!

ELOISE

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

Thank you readers for the wonderful responses to Sunday’s post on camellias… it brought back so many memories for so many of you including Honey making brackets from camellias as a child. She misses camellias in the mountains this time of year.

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmotherā€™s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kiplingā€™s quote: ā€œIf history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.ā€ Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by lifeā€¦it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, ā€œWhen youā€™re green you grow, when youā€™re ripe you rot.ā€
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3 Responses to Tis’ the Season for Sparkles and Twinkles…

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Precious little ballerina…

  2. Honey Burrell says:

    Eloise is such a beautiful little girl! What a special gift she is! Love to you and your very special family.ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļø

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