bill_miller puredream I'm going for a ride... 040710 ... lucky You died today. I wish I could say something really profound about your life. But the thing is, I don't know anything about it. I only got to spend a few short months serving you at the Renoir while you lived there. I hope your life was everything you could have possibly wished for. That you have no regrets. That you only leave behind your beautiful smile. And it was beautiful. It brightened my day. I cried from the moment I heard you'd gone... and I was planning to visit you this week. I put it off too long... I remember so many little details about you. What I knew of you. I know what you like to eat, what you absolutely hate to eat. What your favorite drink at each meal is. I know the sound of your laugh. And the funny shape of your glasses. Your air machine, and the sound it always made every few seconds. The way you combed your black strands of hair over. The size of your entertainment system in your room. Your smile. What kind of details are those? I know so little. And I miss so much. Bill you were so kind to me. I remember a few things you once said about me. "We're so proud of our girl." "There's my favorite girl." And I was your little girl. Everyone else just looks at all the residents as clients that they have to serve. But I'm so close to all of you. You all mean so much to me. You mean so much. Bill I will really miss you. And I'll say another goodbye at your funeral. I don't think these tears will be my last. You're the first person I've truly lost in my entire life, and I didn't get to say goodbye, or even a last hello. Your last words to me as they took you out on the stretcher, "Just going for a ride." Well Bill...I hope it was a beautiful ride and that your journey is only just beginning. I love you lots. Miss you always. 040803 what's it to you? who go blather from