You were taken from us a week ago today. Never did a daily mile post go by that you didn't add an encouraging word to. The advice you passed along through our email conversations will forever be saved in a special folder with your name on it.
Thank you for being a wonderful friend. I can not imagine how much your family misses you. I miss you. All of DM misses you. And most of us have never met you.
I pray I can touch half as many lives with half as much kindness as you did, friend. I pray that you and Dale are riding the hills of Heaven together while looking down on us. Don't mind our tears. They will fade in time leaving behind a smile that is there because we were blessed to know you.
I pray for the soul that hit you, going 100 miles per hour. I know that he can't live in peace now. May he find a way to go on in a constructive way, because I am certain you wouldn't want it any other way.
May your family recall all of the memories you have made together and that they share the many stories of your love and life with your grandchildren. I pray that your beautiful wife knows just how much you want to be with her. I also pray that she feels all of the love from the people around the globe that you have inspired and encouraged.
This week has been so difficult. I am thankful I was able to talk to you today while on my prayer walk. I was able to let go of some of the anger, some of the pain, some of the hurt. There will always be a Scott sized hole in my heart. Tonight, however, I bid you peace. Peace in the eternal space that only love resides.
Rest dear one.