About Me

As many of you know, my beloved husband Scott of 32 years past away in March. It is by far the most difficult thing I have had to journey through, and that journey is far from over. If you knew anything about Scott and I, you knew that we loved each other more than life despite the many difficult years that we had together. When you find out at age 30 that the love of your life has brain tumors you really discover each day how "to live like you are dying". We NEVER gave up hope! Anyway for those of you that care to read, as part of my healing process I've decided to blog. I am not a writer by any means., but so many people seem to think that this works and I'm willing to try anything to help deal with the pain. Let me start by saying, I am not angry with God. God gave Scott to me for a short period and I wouldn't trade the love that we shared together in Christ for anything. I recently told some people at Griefshare that Scott's diagnosis 22 years ago was a gift. It was difficult to hear, but we learned how to appreciate every moment that we had and so many people don't get that chance.

hubby and me on Christmas cruise

hubby and me on Christmas cruise
28 years and still going "Strong"

Friday, July 15, 2011

Dec. 7th, 1978

Dearest Tricia,
Hey Love! How are you today? It sure is good hearing from you every day. I sure look forward to you letters - poems etc. As for changing the colour of the wedding to "sand" - it looks to me from looking at the picture like sand coloured tuxes. Personaly- I get enough sand on the beach, but I'll leave it up to you and your mother. I'll be in white anyway.
I'm really surprised that you are 140 lbs. That's skinny! I really don't want my woman to be as skinny as me-there's nothing to grab or hug. I guess I could stand you at 140 but absolutely no less than that. And start eating!!!
I agree pretty much with what you said in your letter about God causing us to grow more in Him while apart. I had talked about that in previous letters. I know I am growing and am glad to hear that you are too.
Speaking of job-I took my lie detector test today. I was so nervous that I'm sure all my answers registered lies. It's kind of hard to be calm when you've got a belt around your chest, a pressure band on your arm and two little bands for 2 fingers. He got me all wired up.
I should hear from Peaches tomorrow whether or not I'm in-I shouldn't be over-confident, but I think I'm pretty well in. He seemed to be impressed with my musical qualifications-at least somebody is. Anyway I'll let you know tomorrow for sure.
Dad and I worked on the Cougar today. We changed the oil and greased it and other odds and ends. It runs great except for the brakes. I think I will have to replace them. It's long overdue anybody.
It looks like I am going to keep this car for awhile. With the divorce and everything Dad feels it would be best to wait until it's over or at least in order. We also just bought 2 cars and he thinks we should wait on a 3rd one especially if its going to be a major investment like 4,000 or more.
I understand and respect both arguments and will lay lack on looking for a van until later. It will give me an opportunity to save more money. Everybody says that we'll need it. I'm not worried, though. I'm too excited to be worried.
I talked to Mrs Hancox today and she said that the offer still stands for the room. She also said that it wouldn't cost you anything. She said you could pay her back by singing in her daughters wedding or something.
There are many other questions, pros and cons, I know. I haven't yet decided what should be best thought I want you with me so much. But sometimes we have to give up our wants if God asks us to. We've got to decide what He wants and stand by that whether it makes us happy or sad. We should be happy in any case knowing that we're to marry in a few months. (I like the word "few"-it sounds shorter).
Well, love there's more to say, but I must get to dreaming about you-
I love you so much
Scott
maranatha!

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