Life as a Run: See you on the other side Scott

My cousin Scott died on Father's Day. As a young boy, we would go over to his house and play in their basement. He was 19 years older than I am, but he always took time out to play with us. As I got older, whenever we got together we would discuss life, movies and books. I always remember Scott having a positive outlook on life.

As I sat at the funeral yesterday and listened to his brothers speak about his life, I realized that if I compare our life here to a race, Scott was way a head of the pack. The gentle giant that he was attracted many people to his life and touched many for good. I will always remember his laugh, his thumbs up sign and always enjoying the opportunity to be in his company.

While I continue my run through life, I know that Scott has finished and he will be there at the finish line cheering me on. Good run Scott, good run!