Today was one of those melancholy days where I miss my friend Scott who could answer lots of these questions for me. I visited his blog he wrote in the last 2 years of his life, and I read some his final words.
Shame on me for my pity party while he struggled to deal with life's biggest questions. Why didn't I see it then.? I suppose I did, in a way, because I tried to help....but I didn't really see his anguish back then as I do now, 6 months later. One particular post always gives me hope however, and as I read it today, I have to smile as I hear his ever optimistic voice and grateful spirit. Shortly before he passed, he wrote the following article "Why bother". Not only are his words an inspiration, but the comment by a stranger that follows will forever be in my heart, and I know there is a reason to continue on the course I am on.
Often, my friend Kelly and I lament that Scott didn't have the chance to do as much with art as he would have liked, because he was starting to do so well. Part of me believes I keep going for him, because he never had the chance. Miss you Scott.