In short, it was a time of reflection for Bebe.
Considering the murky waters of the Staten Island beach.
Considering her first NYC subway ride.
Considering the thousands of names at the 9/11 memorial at Ground Zero.
Considering the shortest flight she’s ever taken.
Considering the very different waters of the marina in West Palm Beach, Florida.
Considering the cold waters of the pool she was petrified to get into.
Coming home. Nothing to consider.
Whadya got: