Thank you, Scott, for saying that “we” have a chemo treatment, “we” have a doctor’s appointment, and “we” will get through this.  

   
 Thank you, Scott, for grilling salmon for family dinners and sometimes just for me. 

  
Thank you, Scott, for waiting with me while the nurses tried and tried to get my IV started.

  
Thank you, Scott, for helping me find the perfect wig and not worrying about the cost. 

  Thank you, Scott, for laughing with me.

 Thank you, Scott, for shaving my head so I didn’t have to watch my hair fall out handful by handful.  

Thank you, Scott, for bringing me ice cream when I couldn’t eat anything else. 

Thank you, Scott, for letting me cry…whenever I needed to. 

Thank you, Scott, for cleaning the kitchen ~ again and again.

Thank you, Scott, for holding my hand.  

  
Thank you, Scott, for listening to my fears and filling me with hope. 

Thank you, Scott, for asking the doctors questions when I couldn’t think of any. 

  
Thank you, Scott, for not selling this horse and keeping him a little bit longer.

  
Thank you, Scott, for loving me in sickness ~ just like you said you would so many years ago. 

Thank you, Scott, for making me feel beautiful and loved and never alone. 

I love you, Scott.

Amy