Bethany’s Remembrance Book

Live life for today, you never know what tomorrow will bring.
~ Bethany Smith
17 March 1998 – 14 March 2017
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Please feel free to leave a note of Remembrance for Bethany below.
Thank you
David, Sarah & Bryn

Bethany Smith Memorial Fund

14 thoughts on “Bethany’s Remembrance Book

  1. The flute falls silent but the hearts you touched with your playing, your selfless kindness and your exuberance for life will remember your melody forever… RIP, young angel.

  2. Words fail me, Bethany. You were one of the nicest cruising kids that I met. You will be missed by all whose path you crossed.

  3. Schooner girl

    You were tough.
    And tenacious.
    Some times stubborn.
    At times gracious.

    You were Rebellious by nature.
    Just like me as a teenager.

    Like a cheeky little sister that time you caused me that blister by burning my beard and laughing and leaving me there standing.

    I can’t believe you have gone an in myself im now not as strong.

    R.I.P Beth x

  4. We are devastated Beth to think we will not see you again. We followed your adventures with admiration and joy. It was an honour to know you sweetheart. What a lot you packed into your short time here. You are gone but will never be forgotten. Mike & Carolyn xxxxx

  5. Hi Bethany. I was going to write lots of nice things in your remembrance book, except Stingo is the moderator and says he wouldn’t let them through if they were darkly humorous. Or as everyone else might say “in extremely bad taste”. So obviously I didn’t bother trying, seeing as how they would indeed have been in slightly bad taste instead of usual deepest condolences weepiness stuff. Alright very bad taste, but still quite funny in a dark and twisty way. Such as yerknow you being are bright star in heaven – and hopefully clipping on! Or it all being a flippin “downer”, that sort of thing, which I know would make you snigger and a few others too! Although overall, it’s a good job I decided NOT to post anything in bad taste. Cos this doesn’t count, does it? Well, not so much. Hm. Hey and someone else who can remain nameless (hint – she’s in your family) said it might have been a problem with your “line manager” a few days ago, same sort of thing, sheesh. But i have to agree that inappropriate remarks have been my downfall, er oops, done it again, dang! Actually, even completely innocent remarks could be iffy, such as how you were so inspiring and made an impact,oh dear. Or everyone falling under your lovely spell. Awful, really, if people decided to take them the wrong way, but in fact humour is a way of coping. Hey and anyway that flippin Stingo quietly asked me about the deck and if that’s damaged! So he can just Shut It really. And another thing is that pic above which he must have chosen – is the flippin actual DECK of the boat you were working on for goodness sakes! At least i know what’s bad taste in advance, which is yerknow, somehow ok, a bit? Whatever. But anyways we all love you so much and we did all the crying shit, loads of it actually, so it’s okay xxxxxx

  6. Sarah, Dave and Bryn – your loss is beyond words. Your beautiful Bethany will always be in your minds and hearts.

  7. Bethany

    Dear Beth, you lived life’s dream with glee,
    Oblivious of your destiny.
    Today all cry for you and morn
    That from this world you’re cruelly torn.

    Dave, Bryn and Sarah, in their grief
    Will sail the seas to seek relief
    And you will sooth and calm their fears
    And wipe away their grieving tears.

    They’ll hear you laughing with the sea,
    And hear your flute trill harmony
    With winds that hum in shroud and stay
    As merry chuckles round them play
    The symphony of wind and sea,
    Forever one with Cape and thee.

    Christine X

  8. Bethany Smith: Sunshine Ray!

    Brief was your life and,
    Existence,but you enjoy,
    Totally your time,
    Here in this planet.
    Amazing adventures you has had,
    Not many know,you love the sea,
    you were a ray of sunshine to all.

    Sun shine ray you were, warming
    Many people with your bright
    innocence, and love.
    to your family you were pure joy
    here in this sea sailor community you were a Sunshine ray.

    We will not set eyes in you anymore, but we will feel your warm charisma ,with every Sun ray that Sun shine in the Caribbean sea.

    From Luz Adriana Quintero (Nana)
    Crew of the boat Adverse Conditions.

  9. Bethany.
    It is so hard to find the right words. You will be greatly missed by everyone who met you. You had a personality that was magnetic. And I was looking forward to your next visit. You lived life to the full and you will be remembered fondly.
    RIP Sweet girl.

  10. Madame, Monsieur, parents, amis/marins de Bethany

    En ce jour de célébration de la joie de vivre de Bethany sommes de tous cœur avec vous.
    Signé: les parents de Josselin (D’Joss)

    [Google Translate:
    Dear sirs, friends, sailors of Bethany
    On this day of celebration of the joy of life of Bethany we are with all hearts with you.
    Signed: Josselin’s parents (D’Joss)]

  11. We remember you from alcudia you and Bryn on our boat in Alcudia playing with kittens,we will always remember the times we watched you & Bryn washing clothes on the deck of Cape, Two of the most delightful children you could ever wish to meet.It was the most horrible news we could ever imagine. our thoughts & prayers go with you Beth. To Sarah,David,&Bryn, Our sincere thoughts & condolences go to you for loss of a wonderful daughter & sister. Bethany lived life for today, & is now sailing the clouds of heaven. God go with you all & keep strong for the memories of the past. Christine & Ron. Alcudia.

  12. I emailed this poem to Sarah and she asked me to post it here.

    When I die, I want your hands on my eyes:
    I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
    to pass their freshness over me once more:
    I want to feel the softness that changed my destiny.
    I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep.
    I want your ears still to hear the wind, I want you
    to sniff the sea’s aroma that we loved together,
    to continue to walk on the sand we walk on.
    I want what I love to continue to live,
    and you whom I love and sang above everything else
    to continue to flourish, full-flowered:
    so that you can reach everything my love directs you to,
    so that my shadow can travel along in your hair,
    so that everything can learn the reason for my song.
    — Love Sonnet LXXXIX by Pablo Neruda

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