“Every step of the way, we walk the line, your days are numbered, so are mine.”

– Bob Dylan


 It’s been 3 months since my brother’s death. That’s 89 days. Peter Willison died from suicide at the age of 29.638 years old. That’s 10825 days. That’s the headline, but that’s not the whole story. It’s kinda like saying that you don’t need to read the bible because you already know that the Christ guy dies.
 People have offered me condolences. Thank you, but I just want my brother back. It tears a hole in my heart to think of the loss of this great man. There are moments of extreme clarity when I can feel the rawness of my wounded heart. It’s hard to put into words the rare gem that was Peter Willison, and it’s nearly impossible for those words to convey the depth of joy and love that came from knowing this kind and caring soul. My mission parameters were to avoid unnecessary personal relationships. And this guy – Peter Willison, somehow snuck in. 10825 days, and I didn’t get my fill. This guy was, and is, worth fighting for. Peter Willison, the sweetest guy that I’ve ever known. He absolutely had a heart of gold.
 Now it’s my turn to offer you my condolences. I hope that you were blessed enough to have some of Petey’s 10825 days spent in your company, and if not then I am truly sorry for your loss. Which brings me to why I am doing this. If you didn’t know Petey then it’s hard for you to realize what you are missing. Petey was instantly likable. He was a true joy, even just to be around. He was fun. And funny! His smile was like a warm ray of sunshine. And his laugh was…contagious! He had an amazing capacity for love and caring. I strive to be able to put the people I care about ahead of myself the way that he did. I miss him dearly. So much in fact, that I want to build a portal to a parallel universe where Petey is still alive. I want to steal him and bring him back with me. But I’m not smart enough to pull that off. So this is the closest I could come to bringing him back, and I hope you take the opportunity to get to know and adore Petey the way I do. I hope to give you a second chance to know Peter Willison. I hope that someday you will know the deep, profound, awful pleasure of feeling the rawness of your heart breaking at a loss so vast, and when you do, you will know that you have been touched by greatness.

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  1. What a joy it was to read your tribute to your little brother. You couldn’t have honored Peter in a better way than this. The video you posted is so precious.
    I am sure Peter is still with you. If you listen you can hear him cracking a joke or singing a song.
    I will always remember Peter with a smile on his face. I love that you are willing to share your raw feelings, and express your undying love to such an amazing man.
    I love and miss Peter too. My memories with him are restricted to his younger years back here in Rochester going on through to his graduation. I was blessed enough to attend his Eagle badge ceremony.
    Reading your writings allows me to meet Peter the man. Thank you so much for sharing. I look forward to reading more from you and others. Hoping for more pictures and videos.

    Marcia (his (and Your) favorite aunt.)

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