It was with great sadness that I read about this terrible and unfortunate end to someone who was so special and had so much more to give.
I had known Niall for nearly 20years since working at Chelsea and Westminster hospital and he was always someone who was genuine, sincere and kind.
He impacted so many clinicians and patients lives and all we can do is treasure the time that he gave us and respect his family at this time.
With a family and three children myself, my sincere condolences go to his family, although no words can help at this time, you can be so proud of your father and his achievements. I can say that he was a great man and it is such a loss to all of us.
With sincere condolences
Dr Julian De Silva
For Niall's family,
When Great Trees Fall by Maya Angelou
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of
dark, cold
caves.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.