Please do not take this as a sensationalist post – I’d rather not be the bearer of such sad news, but for the information of those of you who are not on Twitter, Richard has just posted this tweet:
— Richard Armitage (@RCArmitage) May 31, 2018
This post comes with my heartfelt sympathies for the Armitages’ loss. Without personally knowing Mrs A, I think we can nevertheless say that she must have been a lovely, formidable woman – on the basis of how the product of her education and influence conducts himself. Respectful, polite, willing to give his best at all times, sensitive, empathic. May she rest in peace.
Please do follow the link in Richard’s tweet where he has not only written a wonderful tribute to his mum, but where he is also fundraising for the hospice that took care of Mrs Armitage in her last weeks. A veritable, worthy cause – which I may also keep in mind for future fundraisers.
There is nothing else to say. I feel for Richard and his family, and I believe in the power of positive thoughts which I am sending to them. They worked for me when you all supported me in *my* time of need.
Leaving you with a poem that was sent to me those four summers ago – I still love it, and it gives me strength:
“Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household world that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It it the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
Just around the corner.
All is well. ”