William David Cunningham

William David Cunningham (Bill) of Harrison Hot Springs, passed away peacefully in the presence of loved ones on January 9th, 2016. Named after his two grandfathers he was born on August 14, 1951 and the only son of James Fraser Cunningham and Helene (Brown) of New Glasgow, Nova Scotia.

Bill devoted his life to others, ever so evident in the dedication to his two sons and his nursing profession of 40 years. He had an endless commitment for supporting his son’s professional endeavours, Kelly’s ball leagues and William’s music. Bill had a love for mother earth, finding tranquility in his vegetable and rose gardens and sacredness and peace while sailing on the winds of Harrison Lake.

Bill is survived by his devoted partner and First Mate, Cheryl Conroy, his sons William and Kelly (Mollie), sisters Judith Dobson (Phillip) and Audrey Jordan (Bob), a large extended family and cherished friends.

The family would like to extend their deepest gratitude to Dr. Bull, Dr. Jones and Dr. Tan. As well, the nursing staff of the Abbotsford Cancer Clinic, Agassiz Community Palliative Team and Cascade Hospice for the compassionate and exemplary care provided to Bill over the past two years. You are all truly angels on this earth.

Cremation has taken place and a private celebration of Bill’s life will be held by family members at a later date. Flowers are gratefully declined. Friends are encouraged to remember Bill by donations to the BC Cancer Foundation or Canadian Cancer Society.

“Sailing forever on Heaven’s winds”

Me and My Boat

Just me and my boat.

I paddle away from it all:

The shore, the people,

My work, my responsibilities,

The stress, the worries,

Just me and my boat.

I am all alone.

As I paddle I notice what is around me:

The wide waters and the constant movement of the waves,

Birds that fly overhead and swoop down,

Fish and plants that play in the water,

Islands and rocks and trees and life.

Creation is all around me!

A feeling overwhelms me,

A warmth, a sense of shelter.

I did not paddle away,

But into something:

Deep into creation,

Into the sacredness of life,

Into God's love.

And I remember again

That I am not alone.