Physical Pain of Loss
As the weather gets nicer and warmer I find myself thinking about and missing Scott more. Scott loved Spring and Fall the most, as he loved being outdoors. Whenever I am out in our yard, I find myself thinking about Scott and wishing he were here. I find myself drawn to sit on the deck in the evening, yet it often makes me want to cry – Scott’s favorite thing was to be outside together, especially in the evening or after dark. He loved to look at the stars and just enjoy the peace and quiet of the night. Scott always felt closer to God when he was outside and it always lifted his spirits. What is ironic about feeling drawn to be outside, is that as much as I like the outside, the negatives often overrode my desire to be outside – negatives that didn’t affect Scott – mosquitoes and bug bites. For some reason he rarely got bug bites and if he did, they didn’t bother him. Me, on the other hand – I am a magnet for any type of...