...I never dreamed I'd feel this fire beneath my skin, I can't believe you loved me...
This past week has been one of the hardest so far this year... on monday night I was informed that Scott Chandler had died from a drug overdose... Scott died on saturday night and was found monday in his grandparents attic... I have never seen my brother more upset in my entire life... and who could blame him... losing a friend is one of the hardest things to deal with... and it certainly is never easy...
I wish it didn't have to come to this... that Scott could have let us help him... actually... he did let us help him... so... let me say this instead... I wish that Scott;s mother wasn't such a horrible person... that she didn't beat him when he was wrong... and that she encouraged him when he needed it the most... even at the funeral service she didn't show people respect or kindness... she was rude to the people she didn't know, which included most of Scott's closest friends... for putting him into such an awful position from day one, she deserves to be dead, not him... he was too incredible a person...
I just got home from the funeral service for Scott a little over and hour ago... there were so many people in attendence that wanted to show Scott how much he was loved and that they would do anything to be able to have Scott here with us... unfortunately we aren't able to be enlightened by Scott anymore... however he will always have a special place in our hearts and our minds...
I walked into my nana's old room a few minutes ago, and found a few of Scott's shirts, and a tape of a band that I have never even heard of... I don't know what's going to become of the things that Scott has left behind, including his clothes, his watch - that ironically enough stopped ticking late monday night -, and his sketchbook that showed off his talent and creativity...
It's these few items that we can always keep with us and hold close to our hearts to help remember the good times we had with Scott, and the joy and laughter we shared with him... and although Scott is gone now he will never be forgotten... and Scott just know that your battle with this disease over the past few years was incredibly difficult but you can finally rest now... you are in a better place... and now you can watch over all of us, and make sure we are safe... you'll do an amazing job at that... you always did...
Scott A. Chandler February 22, 1980 ~ June 6, 2005 Gone but not forgotten