Billy Wore Many Hats

Repost from July 26th. Nothing to add.

Day 26 of bereaved parents awareness month.

My boy wore many hats.

Literally and figuratively.

He was always doing something, trying something, figuring out something or coming up with something.

I always used to say that “Billy is finding himself.”

He definitely was on a lively journey and my son never had a dull moment.

One thing Billy was not, was lazy.

He liked to do his own thing in his own time and have fun doing it.

Like moving out to California when he was 19 just to go experience the West Coast.

He lived a lot of life in those short 25 years.

More life than some people who are a ripe old age,but have never “lived.”


















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