Batten, William Louden

Dear Billy, When I think of you, I envision someone filled with joy, a joy that lifted you up and let you float past the obstacles that those who did not know you placed in the way of your happiness. You may have felt some hard bumps that left some dark and painful bruises as you passed them by; but the joy you were made of kept you afloat always. And so I know right now, wherever you are, that is a land you have filled with joy. 🌹