William Pemberton
Last year on this day, we lost Will Pemberton. He's been a brother to us for nearly 20 years, and the loss of this great man has been unfathomable. I'm not a religious person, although I'd say I'm spiritual and believe in the good workings of the universe. Hours before Will's death, I got a very strong "nudge" out of the blue. I prayed to whoever could hear me (universe, love, god?) that Will would feel safe, loved and peaceful as he journeyed into his final rest where there is no pain. The next morning, my mom called to say that he had passed early that morning. Will's funeral was small due to Covid, but during the wake, many friends came by in staggered visits to say goodbye to Will. It's burned in my mind, seeing each of the children kissing the coffin goodbye and then processing out to the burial site. As my brother John led a final hymn, several people grabbed shovels - including the children - and helped to lay their dad to rest. Perhaps ...