I Love People!

The other day I had the privelege of doing a beautiful woman named Eileen's hair. I was a little bitter because she had requested someone else and they had not shown up for school. She came in and found out that I would be doing her hair instead and she was perfectly happy. She told me exactly what she wanted and since it was a cut that I do often I assured her that it would be a piece of cake and that she would leave even more beautiful then she came. She revealed that she was LDS and so conversation went smoothly. I told her a little about my mission and then I told her about the notes we write in Relief Society and how it is my goal to write two notes a week. She then told me about her three children and three grandchildren. What really touched me is how she spoke of her youngest son. You see he was born with severe brain damage and has the mentality of a ten month old. She was just one of those glowing individuals who makes you want to be a better person. She serves on a board of a foundation at a hospital that her son frequents due to his condition while taking care of her son at the same time. She had no complaints just positive things to say about the special spirit that had been sent to her. Two days later she came back just to give me a note and a little book about her son. The note read: Miss Leah, I just wanted you to know that I love my new haircut. You rock! Keep smiling those dimples are beauttiful.
Through my tears I read the little book she gave me that was entitled Scot Christensen's Dreams it reads:

I was sleeping peacefully and happily one summer afternoon as my mother sat crying, yet again about my plight. Born severely brain damaged, I would remain throughout my lfe, mentally an infant and physically disabled.
My giggling interrupted her tears and drew her to my bed. Finding me smiling as I slept, she stood and gazed in amazement for the longest time, her love filling the room and spilling all over me.
Softly, she asked me, "what are you dreaming about, Scotty? How are you so happy when you don't get to do all the things other kids do? Where are your dreams taking you?"

This was my answer....

In the freedom of my dreams I can run free with the breeze, I can ride the fastest bikes, I can climb the tallest trees.

When I giggle in my sleep it's because I'm not confined, through sleep's sweet brief escape I leave my wheelchair behind.

As I jump over rainbows I reach out to touch the sky, I play among te angels while I teach them how to fly.

In the freedom of my dreams there is nothing I can't do, I can walk and talk, laugh , and sing, and dance a little too!

Right now I'm being patient for sometime this all will take, but I know someday I'll have these dreams while I'm wide awake.

So as you can see I found this sweet and inspiring. This is the kind of thing that helps me get up in the morning. All I did was give this woman a haircut and she felt inspired to share this with me. I can truly say that my life is blessed and it is my hope that I will one day be able to inspire others as this boy and his mother have me.