My Parents

My name is Scott Greenhut. If you know me, then you most likely know my story by now. If not, then I will be happy to give a short synopsis, so you can understand where I am coming from with this blog. First off, I do not try to act like an expert at anything. I just speak (or type) from my own experiences. I want to help anyone I can who has been through similar experiences.

Let’s begin with my mom finding out she had breast cancer. I will never forget that day in August of 1990. I was four years old, almost five. Obviously, I did not fully understand what was going on, but I remember knowing something was not quite right (I will speak more in-depth at a later time). Fast forward to July of 1998 – After her one month shy of eight-year brave battle with breast, liver, and brain cancer, she passed away. I was just 12 years old.

An Interesting Fact – It took me 10.5 years to complete my Bachelor’s Degree. Most people are called a Doctor by being in higher education for that long. I just call myself persistent as hell, and someone who never gave up. In June of 2010, a little more than halfway through my collegiate journey, I was fortunate enough to go on Birthright. It was a free ten-day trip to Israel. It was a great experience and a once in a lifetime opportunity. I will be forever grateful for being able to go on that trip.

A week after I got home from Israel, my dad finally let me call an ambulance to get him to the hospital. At that time, we found out that both his kidney’s were functioning at 2%. He started Dialysis that week and would go three days per week for a month over seven years before he passed away in August of 2017.

It had not always been candy canes and lollipops, as they say, with me and my dad, but at the end of the day, I do not know where I would be without him for all these years. A lot of times, in the moment, we may ask why, and do not see the value of something. I really do believe everything happens for a reason, and you will eventually learn from every experience you go through in life.

Throughout my life, I have always felt sorry for myself, and quite frankly, consciously and at times, subconsciously, wanted everyone to do the same for me. It even happened right after my dad passed away. I did not know any different. And then, this past December, a light bulb went off, and I said FUCK THAT!!!!! I chose to do me, and lose some weight. If I had not done that, I was going to have more health problems my dad  and others kept telling me I would if I stayed on that same path I was going down. I was close to 270 at 5’6″! Basically, I was a fat ass wide load, and I said NO MORE! Since then, I have lost close to 40 pounds and counting! I will never look back! If I am your inspiration to lose weight or do something else positive for yourself, as a backhanded “compliment” so be it. Life is too short. Let’s make a positive impact on the people around us we care most about, and the people we have yet to meet that will be in our lives in the future.

With this blog, I want to be able to share my experiences, and have open dialogue with anyone that comes to this safe space. We all have something to offer. I look forward to us going on this journey with one another!

I miss you, and love you very much mommy and daddy!

Harriet Greenhut (March 30, 1954 – July 7, 1998)

Gordon Greenhut (April 3, 1955 – August 10, 2017)



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