Scott's on my mind constantly. I keep thinking about him and how good a person he was. What a devoted husband and father; I think about Megan's heartbreaking loss. It's so sad. I find tears coming to my eyes at random, unexpected moments, and my heart constricts. Life isn't fair. I can't help thinking that the Powers that Be simply made a mistake, or that Someone somewhere lost a game of dice.
There's been a lot of loss in my life, but this is the first time I've lost a friend. Yes, there was a friend in highschool who killed herself, but we'd grown apart and it didn't feel as close as this. And, her death wasn't really a great surprise, as sad to say as that is. Scott was stolen from a huge array of loved ones, yanked from a happy life that had not been easy for him. He was gentle and good and people took him for granted and treated him with less respect than he deserved. Though we lived far apart, he was a close peer and good friend.
As time passes, I know that his death will affect me less, but when I miss him, the feeling will be keen and deep. Life will go on for me, for his family, for his friends. But there will forever be someone missing.
Scott "Grishnakh" Wiggins
1974 - 2004
Sleep well.
1974 - 2004
Sleep well.