Today can we just play “pretend?”

Imagination is a gift. I love it when children invite me into their world to pretend. From playing catch with an invisible ball with Elizabeth to being trains with Andrew, it’s such a cool thing to be part of their creativity. Reality fades … for just a little while.

I’d like to pretend I’m healthy today. I want to pretend words like “liver” and “transplant” and “Lahey” are not part of my vocabulary. Maybe when they draw my blood, I’ll pretend I’m a secret agent and will never tell my secrets. Maybe when I go see my doctor, I’ll pretend he is only wearing spiderman undies and is speaking Ubby Dubby like kids on the TV show zoom. It’s tempting.

I feel good. I slept well. I walked around Marden’s with Robin last night. I’d like to pretend everything is fine.

What did you like to pretend when you were a kid? Let’s get some refrigerator boxes, climb inside and pretend we are invincible as we crawl forward mowing over everything in our path.

Now where did I put my super-hero cape?

“Robin? Do you know where my cape is?”

“Check in your toy box with your dinosaurs and army men.”

Ahhhh … I feel better already …

Thanks friends! You are giving me strength with your prayers, emails, comments and texts.

About Scott Linscott

Living life to the fullest, walking in the dust of my Rabbi, creating art through photography and written word, speaking words of hope wherever and whenever the opportunity arises.
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11 Responses to Today can we just play “pretend?”

  1. aunt Betty says:

    I remember you Scott at that age. I took you out one night for halloween fun

  2. Linda says:

    Scott, I miss spoke ~ I knew you didn’t have liver cancer ~ but I hope you got the point 🙂 xoxox

  3. Kellyann Rawson says:

    I used to pretend that I was a veterinarian and that all the branches from the pine trees in my back yard that were on the ground were stray animals and I would rescue them and make them well enough to adopt! Then guess what! I became an adult and I didn’t become a veterinarian BUT I used to rescue stray cats and make them well enough to adopt…Today I am cleaning out my bathroom and I am pretending that I am helping a little old lady with a hording problem…then I am going to clean out my kitchen and pretend that I am actually helping out a friend who owns a restaurant who had a fire, to clean up! Makes the task less tedious. Always feels better when you are doing something to help instread of because you have to.

    Scott, the only thing I can give you (to help you) right now are my never-ending prayers! Real ones not pretend ones. I love that you are keeping your spirits up; that so inspires me!

    God’s love and mine,

  4. Carey Yescott says:

    read this entry earlier today….what a gift God has given you in writing. This afternoon I was reading Pslam 18 and when I read v 28 and 29 i thought of you
    it says “You, O Lord, keep my lamp burning; my GOD turns my darkness to light. With your help I can advance against a troop; with GOD I can scale a wall.”
    Sounds a little bit like a super- hero 🙂 i guess that is the cool thing with GOD you can be a super hero. May you find strength in his greatness.
    praying for you. much love
    ps v30-36 are pretty awesome too, you may want to read them!!

  5. Gary says:

    Nicely done, Scott. At 70 the return of the sleeping midget, Prostate Cancer, to “advanced 4th stage” creates a different tone to the awareness, the calculations and planning, and, especially, The Walk forward. He said, “Love Me more and better, love your life-mate more and better, love your kids and grandkids more and better.” With a very full life lived in unearned Grace behind me, this assignment in the “finish well” leg seemed more like Holy Retirement. Nope. In I just described “Our Story.” Not a swan song, but a call to all my comrades to lean fully into the plow until the day is done.

    Not sure when I’ll be in your category of “it may be next week.” Hard to plan on The Wedding with our Groom when what He wants is simply to romance us, then surprise us with the Ceremony.

  6. aunt Betty says:

    YES SCOTT SOMETIME WE DO HAVE TO PRETEND THINGS ARE 100% GREAT. IT HELPS US AND IT HELPS EVERYONE AROUND US. MY BAD TIME IS NIGHT I THINK way TO MUCH, bUt MY DAYS I AM BUSY AND I GIVE IT ALL UP . Today I am cleaning out closets, can not have any more fun then that . Have a great day Scott, I love you

  7. Gina says:

    I built a robot and had a space ship.

    There was this younger kid next door that used to say, “let’s pretend”.

    I love it Scott.

    And the part about where Robin says your cape is.

    You are such an encouraging person! I have gotten so much laughter, encouragement and enjoyment out of your blog.

    Thank you and blessings to you.


  8. Linda says:

    OK, here’s somethings that you should NEVER pretend. That liver cancer is going to destroy your life and God doesn’t have an awesome plan for you JUST AS He always has. Or, that for every single person, every day, every moment, every breath is a gift and in His hands alone. That He’s wringing His hands trying to figure out what to do with Scottio and family. That He’s not sitting up with you at night when it feels like you’re the only one awake. However, you can pretend that you have a full head of hair! Or that LL is a tall YOUNG woman (won’t be that much fun for you) Or that you can leap tall buildings in a single bound. . .thanks for inspiring us, Scottio ~ loving you all and praying ~ LL

    • Thanks LL. NO LIVER CANCER!!! Eek. That would be even worse than the scarring, NASH condition I have. I am pretending you are tall. I’m picturing 4’11”. haha

      Hope your wedding plans are going well.

      Love you,

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