I started writing letters to the only people who talk to me. This is what I have for Andrea, a friend who has suffered a lot, and I tried to help, but she was never in CAP with me and disagreed on me joining.
Andrea:
If you’re reading this, then you know. Sorry. Wanted to tell you.
The money I left won’t be much but it should help you get by. Want you to be happy when you meet the right person. Don’t want you to have to be on your own.
Not sure the right way to say how I feel about you. Think you know already, though. Always seemed like you knew what I meant, maybe better than I did. Wish I was there with you now.
There are things I couldn’t tell you. Tried. Whatever you learn over time about my service, hope you can forgive me.
Lastly, know you were against it, but if you have a girl, want her to be named after her mother. Know it’s playing dirty to win the argument this way, but too bad. It’s how I want it.
William
I have many more, that I’ll be posting soon. I feel comforted when I know people know how I felt after I’ve kicked the bucket.