Gray Day

I'm feeling about as gray as the weather is today. A friend from my past died yesterday. My parents were friends with his parents and I grew up with a bit of a crush on Scotty. He was always so vibrant and the life of whatever room he was in. That is how I remember him anyway. I haven't seen him in over 10 years and I know times haven't been easy for him. He died of complications from a liver transplant. A liver transplant at 36 is usually not a sign of an easy life.

Scotty introduced me to my high school boyfriend. When things got complicated between Tyrone and I, Scotty and I stopped talking to each other. When we were in high school he got a brain injury when he stood up in the back of a convertible and flew out the back. Ty was with me at the time and always said it wouldn't have happened if he had been there. What a way to make your girlfriend feel guilty for something she had no control over. Scotty was never really the same after this.

I'm feeling sad for someone I haven't seen in over a decade. I didn't know the adult Scotty, but I have some very fond memories of the care-free child Scotty.


Tif said...

Loosing someone is never easy, Paige. Even when we are prepared for it, we are never prepared! The sadness make us put our life into perspective, it makes us question what's really important in our lives and to focus on that. I'm sorry for your loss. Scottie is in a much better place now.

GrayEyedScorpio said...

Celebrate the memories.


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