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To Bill

My worst fear came true. Someone passed away while I’m here. Someone who I admired and appreciated so much growing up. And I don’t get to go to their funeral, because I’m here. And I don’t want to cry, because every time I cry I make everyone in my host family uncomfortable and my host mom begs me to stop. So I will mourn in silence and on here.

Thank you Bill for being so wonderful to me as a little kid. I missed having you on the beach as I grew older. You were always so kind, and seeing you down on the beach meant I was going to leave with my belly full with whatever wonderful thing you made or bought. Thank you for always being so quick to share and thank you for always being so kind. Every time I would go down to the beach I would hope to see you there again, my heart is broken to know that that hope is gone.


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