I just want to take a moment and thank each and every person who has lifted Heather and our family up in prayer. Yesterday, as we celebrated her life, I was once again struck to see so many come to share their love with my family. The chapel was full of friends, family, co-workers, and even those devoted to my brother and sisters. All loved.

Over and over, Heather was lifted up as an individual who was consistently loving, cheerful, and supportive. I must say, she always blew me away with her treasured expressions of love in every aspect of her life. I ask that each of you continue to pray for those of us left behind. Our children are surely struggling mightily with this loss. I can not fathom the feelings each of them has running wild in their minds and hearts. Pray they stay strong and discover a support group that points them toward a place of peace and hope. I would, of course, prefer that to be in the arms of a loving Savior;,however, each person must walk faith in their own steps.

Pray for me as well. I union existed between Heather and myself that makes it almost unbearable to not have her here with me. I look for her in this empty house around every corner. I see her in every room and since her absence with every fiber of my being. "One Flesh" is the description that God gives a union between man and wife, believer to believer. I have believed this all my life. We committed our walk together, understanding the covenant we were making before God. Not all steps were in time like a perfect dancing pair, but each step was still made together. I feel like a boat with no anchor in the day to day. Don't take this as any shifting of faith - it is not. As I have stated before, my faith in this three months has only deepened and intensified. I refer to having to learn once again to walk alone. Never once in my life did I consider this a reality for me. I need your prayers, friendships, and encouragment.

I treasure every single moment Heather and I had, regardless of the brevity of time as we see it. Thirty years of marriage, and just over 32 years of knowing her was too short. We looked forward to the years of love we thought we had left. I am so glad she was a faithful scrapbooker and journal keeper. Our past flows with wonders recorded.

A word of advise - record your thoughts, share your words, leave messages on your phones for your loved one and do not erase them. Saved hand written notes and share each days joys and sorrows. When one you love is gone, the lack of these is devastating. Share your hopes and dreams with your kids. Tell them you love them. Give them hugs and kisses.

All my love and prayers I send your way. 

Scott Erwin and The Erwin Family