Today would have been my brother’s – um, let me count – 55th birthday, had he lived. The middle boy of Chet and Rosie Cunningham’s three children, Scott was an amazing brother.
Oh, who am I kidding! He was four years older than me, and as such terrorized me regularly – once I was old enough to bug him incessantly, that is! We bickered over stupid stuff like siblings often do. Yet he also was patient when he showed me how to drip candles into water to make medallions, and answered my seemingly unending questions about his tarot cards.
But he was truly an amazing adult.
We shared an apartment for a few months – he was 22, I was 18 – but I was rarely there. Within six or seven months I was gone, off to dance for the Arizona Ballet Theatre.
I don’t have a lot more to say about Scott, except that I miss him. I miss his biting wit, his terrible puns, and his out-of-the-blue phone calls. I’d love his take on the political situation in the world today. And I miss his presence.
So that’s why, today, I’m calling it out. Happy Birthday, Scott Cunningham. Love you. Miss you.
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His books continue to sell, 18 years after his death. You can find them at Llewellyn Worldwide’s site.
Oh wow, Christine. I’m so sorry Scott isn’t here with you now. He sounds like the perfect big brother with a just-right mix of caring and cutting. This is a lovely tribute to him.
Happy birthday from me, too, Scott.
How touching. I bet you do miss him. ::raises coffee mug to Scott::
My heart goes out to you. My oldest brother was killed in a car accident in 2005, and while we were far apart in age, I knew him well. It’s a loss that never really heals – you just learn to deal with it.
Happy Birthday, Scott.
*hugs* What a lovely tribute.
I have several of Scott’s books and refer to them often, but until today had no idea he was your brother.
LOL Teresa – I don’t know how we missed out on telling you in Dallas that one year…hugs back, honey!
A BIG Happy Birthday to Scott in the great beyond. You know, Christine, having been an only child I have a different take on it (of course!) and that is even though he was only with you a short time, at least you had that time. I also think that maybe in his case he came did what he was here to do and just didn’t need to linger. He definately had an impact of the pagan community as well as those just exploring. Thanks Scott for your shared knowledge of herbs and oil blends.
You’re sweet, Kat. He didn’t want to go, though. It was difficult, even though he’d made peace with it all before the end. He fought for a very, very long time. His birthday continues to be a holiday for us, a celebration.
And true – I wouldn’t have wanted to be an only child for anything in the world. My brothers mean everything to me. Hugs, hon!