Instead, your ashes lay in the beautiful country you were named after…Scotland
A few years ago, we released you into the sky after hiking to the top of a gorgeous summit in Edinburgh. I worried that I’d regret letting go of this piece of you… but I did not. It felt right and still does years later. Maybe it was the little 6-year-old boy that seemed to lead us up the trail or the heart shaped pond we came across or the seagull that landed next to us after letting you go. In that moment in time, it just felt right.
Looking back, there were signs of love all around us, playing out as a gentle reminder that we weren’t alone on this climb…both literally and figuratively.
Your dad and I will now always have reason to return to this gorgeous country and summit again. We may not have a tombstone to visit, but we do have this rocky summit in Edinburgh.
Precious Scotland, you will forever hold part of my heart; both for you as my sweet son and for the land that you rest on
Now I am off to do our annual #lovewalkforscotland with your dad, brother and sisters. Just as we do every year, we will think of you and send love into the world in your honor