Boyd's obituary
Boyd Dee Sotebeer
July 13, 1998 - July 26, 2024
In every circle of friends there is that one person whose laugh is a little louder than everyone else. You know, the kind that rumbles up from the bottom of their belly, stretches their back, and somehow ends up on your face. For many of us, that was Boyd. He was always the first person to make friends with someone new. Always willing to give a helping hand, even if it meant giving the shirt off his back, or going out of his way to do you a favor (without personal benefit).
Born July 13, 1998, in Port Angeles, Washington, Boyd was always the source for entertainment, instruction and anecdotes. Even as a youngster, he wielded one of the most honest, primitive, unrestrained, full-body bursts you’ve ever witnessed, captivating your inner laugh detector and leaving you gasping for air.
Boyd was a chameleon with a generous heart (but I’m sure if you asked him, he thought he was an enchanting tiger); he held a rare charismatic talent to become the exact brand of friend, ally, companion, buddy or partner he knew you needed at any moment. A sort of agonized awareness, both a blessing and a torment he wrestled with from youth. He found comfort and peace at times, but was never fully released from his inner chaos. Desperately, on Friday, July 26, 2024 Boyd, 26, made the decision to permanently escape his emotional suffering. He will be heartily missed by family, loved ones and a diverse crew of friends, allies and cohorts.
Always carrying a mischievous grin and that perfect Skye Blue twinkle in his eye, Boyd devoted his time to his four children, son Boyd Dee JR, and daughters Anastasia, Christina, and Diana. He truly enjoyed being a dad and was deeply and wholly committed to his children. Boyd is survived by his two brothers, four children and their mother, (his) parents, grandparents and a multitude of cousins, aunts, uncles and friends he considered extended family.
From all those who love you, Boyd, thank you for the laughs and the good times. “We love you more.” Our love doesn’t end just because you are no longer here beside us. God-willing, we hope you find the peace, love, comfort and security that eluded you in this life.
Given the sad circumstances of his death, and with his attuned awareness, Boyd is the last person who would want us to feel guilty and second-guess ourselves about what we might have done to help prevent his death. We all look for explanations, we need his loss to make sense. So, we search for any ‘logical rationale’ to figure it out. But you can’t. Sometimes mental illness changes how we think, and makes irrational choices seem logical. This means we will never have absolute answers to some of our biggest questions surrounding this heartbreaking loss. We have to learn to live with that, or, choose to believe in something intangible that we can live with. Occasionally, accepting that we will never have all the answers is dignified.