A gentleman.

Yesterday felt like a normal day, the first one since last summer!

I took a midweek service and then had coffee and lunch with friends...it was like turning a page backwards to what life used to be like eons ago.

When I drove home later going into the empty house was a physical blow ....no dog, no cat no husband!

It was a breakthrough though ...life as it used to be is returning..and I am glad of it.

I still need my space, my quiet times and a place to weep but life as it used to be is waiting just around the corner. When I met David I had been a widow for about ten years. I was a happy woman working in the church and living in an idyllic village. I was not looking for another husband...

But we fell in love with all that implies....being a priest meant that I had to marry....or as the bishop said

"Vicars can't live in sin Jean"

Being David's wife was a joy and a privilege. The word used most to describe him was simple. He was a gentleman in every sense of the world.

Normal life is returning now but his legacy to me is far more important than the house and garden we shared...it is a generosity of spirit , a kindness and above all the good mannered approach to everyone he disagreed with that marked him out...

Born to elderly parents he was a true Victorian gentleman who carried the ethics of his day through life and beyond...as his will now testifies. He was a rare breed...there can't be many more like him in the world.

But I am so glad to have found him waiting at the door of the church where he was the Churchwarden.

Thank you God.

 

 

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