On Friday April 16, it was announced that McCrory had passed away at the age of 52 following a private battle with cancer, with tributes coming from the entertainment world.
“As I sit down to write this I hear Helen screaming from the bed, ‘Be brief, Damian, this isn’t about you,’” Lewis wrote in a new tribute shared by Time.
“I will try, but on a weekend where the newspapers, rightly so, pay homage to the Duke of Edinburgh, thousands more around the world remember my Duchess, my little one, royalty in its own right. And I would like to add my tuppence which is worth … “
He added: “She was extremely proud to be an artist, an actress. Her OBE, the recognition of her exquisite talent, made her so happy. Her job was something that she approached with a rigor, an honesty, an intelligence that brought others up to meet her, but she never imposed herself, because she liked collaboration, whether in the cinema, in the cinema. television or theater. But as she told me a few weeks ago, ‘doing theater is what made my heart sing.’ “
“A lot of people have talked about his career and a lot more will, so that’s where I’m going to go,” Lewis wrote, “because I’m struck by the fact that two things are happening this weekend: a wave of grief and shock, and a celebration of Helen McCrory the actress to fans around the world and Helen the person. And that’s what I want to talk about.
“Helen was an even smarter person than she was an actress. He was a human person, of course. “I’m much more interested in who I am than where I am,” she said, and she naturally wanted to share. But she also lived by the principle of kindness and generosity. That you put these things out into the world to make it better, to make people feel better.
He added, “I have never known anyone who spreads happiness so consciously. Saying “please”, “thank you” and “you are so nice” as much as she did. Even as she died in her final days, talking to our wonderful caregivers, she repeated over and over again, “Thank you very much” in her half-delusional state.
Lewis went on to praise his late wife’s humor – “There were few funnier people – she was funny as hell” – and how she “made every person she met feel special, like she’s the only person in the room. “
Later in the tribute, Lewis spoke of his wife’s kindness, telling a story of her last days in the hospital.
“A nurse from the Royal Marsden once told me that they were anxiously awaiting Helen’s arrival because she had made their day better. They were asked how they were doing, cared about their home life, sowed joy, made them laugh. Helen said, “Well their job is a lot harder than mine. And she was dying.
He added: “She understood anger, told the children not to be afraid of it. “It’s a positive emotion when you use it correctly.” And she got her fair share, let me tell you. She could be beautifully angry, imperious, dismissive. Gloriously. But also happy. Always. Some people believe that happiness is a right, some people find happiness difficult. It’s an elusive emotion. Helen believed you were choosing happiness.
“I have never known anyone who could enjoy life so much. Her ability to be in the present and enjoy the moment was inspiring. She was also not interested in the navel. No real interest in self-reflection; she believed in looking out, not in. This is why she was able to turn her light so brightly on others.
Lewis’ tribute continued: “She left our beautiful children, Manon and Gully, too soon, but they were prepared for life. They have in them the fearlessness, the wit, the curiosity, the talent and the beauty of their mother. She urged us to be courageous and not to be afraid. As she repeatedly told the children: “Don’t be sad, because even though I am about to take it away, I have lived the life I wanted”.
“She was totally heroic in her illness. Funny, of course – generous, courageous, without complaint, constantly reminding us how lucky we have been, how blessed we are. His generosity extended to encouraging all three of us to live. Live fully, seize opportunities, live adventures. Just a few weeks ago she told us from her bed, “I want daddy to have girlfriends, lots of them, you all have to love again, love is not possessive, but you know , Damian, at least try to understand the funeral without kissing someone. “
He concluded: “I miss her already. She has shone brighter in recent months than you might imagine, even the brightest star could shine. In life, too, we had to get up to meet her. But his greatest and most exquisite act of bravery and generosity was to “normalize” his death.
“She showed no fear, no bitterness, no self-pity, only gave us the courage to continue and insisted that no one be sad, because she is happy. I am bowled over by her. She has been a meteor in our life.
Lewis then ended his tribute with the poem Phenomenal woman by Maya Angelou:
“It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
It’s me. “