Scotty and Alice were not your typical couple. They mentored young couples and we were blessed enough to be one of them. They took us into their home time and again. They always had a meal and a laugh to share. They were there for us when our kids came along and loved them too. I can still remember walking into the hospital room of our two-year-old daughter and seeing
Each time I think of them I’m challenged to do a better job of reaching out to others. Scotty had a servant’s heart. Whenever there was a need, Scotty was there.
Last night we went to see them (they live in a different town). Scotty had cancer. He died before we got home.
Every day is a gift. That’s become my mantra. I want to enjoy every moment of it and encourage others to do the same. My books won't change the world, but it is my prayer that they will encourage the weary and bring a smile to those who need it—especially when life gets hard.
I want to leave behind a legacy of love and laughter—just like Scotty.