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18 days ago my life was changed forever.
18 days ago I lost my brother,
18 days ago my parents lost their son , my nieces and nephews lost their dad, my big brother lost his little brother, my emmy lost her uncle and lots and lots of folks lost a friend.
and most importantly 18 days ago the world lost a great great man that had the biggest heart you will ever find.
I have stayed away from my computer for 18 days because I knew the minute I sat down to write this, it would be real. I guess I have been in denial just waiting to wake up from a nightmare. And with every sunrise I am reminded that it is not just a bad dream but it is real.
With the passing of Scotty I have had so many emotions and feelings and questions, with the main question of Why?? Why so young? Why now? Why…Why…Why…
I try to hold on to the scripture in Ecclesiastes 3:2
“A time to be born and a time to die.”
That one single sentence gets me through the day and the guilt. That no matter what, I could not change that fact that 18 days ago was the time that he was to pass. To pass onto to a better place. To pass onto a place of peace and pure happiness.
The world was blessed with 36 great years, 30 of which I called him my big brother.
And big brother he was. I remember when we were young. During the summers we would all stay home while mom and dad worked. My oldest brother Bobby got a kick out of sneaking out of the house without us knowing. So there we were, Scotty and I, minding our own business.
Next thing we know, someone is banging on the doorknobs. Scaring the you know what out of me and Scott. Scotty would always protect me. He would make sure I was somewhere safe while he went to check out the bad guy. And every freakin time it was Bobby, laughing his butt off on the other side of the door. Yeah real freakin funny as I change my pants.
Then there was the time when we all went to this little bitty school in Nixon. The High School and Elementary were all right next to each. During recess one time this boy was picking on me and there came Scotty out of no where to my rescue.
That was the thing about Scotty, he loved his family and no one was going to mess with his family. Nobody. period.
I would venture to say, his next love was hunting. Man that boy could hunt. And he loved to take the kids hunting with him. Now he knew, when he took the kiddos, he most likely would not get anything because they never stop talking. But that didnt stop him, he still took them along. He wanted so share his love and passion with those around him.
Every season without fail, he would take the corn out and get the blinds ready. Anxiously awaiting for hunting season to open. He always sent me pictures. Pictures of him with his game. He simply loved to hunt. period.
And I loved his cooking. Man o Man he could cook. He made the best darn BBQ.
I have been gone for the better part of 10 years. And on every visit I would soooooooo look forward to his cooking. He got great pleasure in cooking. Took pride in his pit. Took pride in his technique.
I remember for our welcome home party from Japan it was a weird weather day. Should of been warm and sunny and instead it was cold and drizzly. We were all hunkered inside were it was warm. And Scott, well, he was manin’ the pit. He hated the cold, but he was out there. And why, because I simply asked him to cook. That was Scott, he would do anything you asked him to do. period.
He had the biggest heart. Anytime you needed him, he would be there. Anytime you needed something, he would give it to you. Could strike up a conversation with anybody, anywhere.
I remember on Father’s day, a week before his passing. We were at Chilis. There was fella at the other table and they must of talked the better half of the whole visit. Who knows what they were talking about. But they were cuttin’ up the whole time. I was on one end of the table and Scott was on the other. I kept watching, thinking, man how does he just talk and talk with folks he never meet. That is something I have never been able to do. But that was Scotty. Never met a stranger.
And this is my brother doing some of things he did best with some of the folks he loved most.
Scott, even though I didnt tell you much, I loved you with all my heart. period.
Proverbs 3:5-6
Trust in the lord with all your heart. And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, And he shall direct your paths.the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, And he shall direct your paths.
by Shelia
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