Dame Maggie Smith dies aged 89 – Fans startled by her final public appearance

Dame Maggie Smith dies aged 89 – Fans startled by her final public appearance

Dame Maggie Smith, Downtown Abbey and Harry Potter star, died aged 89, her family confirms.

A two time Oscar winner and a legend of the stage and screen, Smith was regarded one of the greatest actors of her time. She started her acting career on stage at the Oxford Playhouse and went on to make a name for herself and remained under the limelight for a stunning number of years.

The news of her sudden passing was shared by her two sons, Toby Stephens and Chris Larkin.
“She died quietly this morning, Friday, September 27, in the hospital. A deeply private individual, she passed away surrounded by loved ones,” their joint statement read.

“We would like to take this opportunity to thank the wonderful staff at the Chelsea and Westminster Hospital for their care and unstinting kindness during her final days,” it continued.

“We thank you for all your kind messages and support and ask that you respect our privacy at this time,” Smith’s sons concluded.

Throughout her long and rich career, Smith appeared in feature films such as Sister Act, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and more recently Thaddeus O’Sullivan’s The Miracle Club.

Back in 2009, Smith disclosed with the public that she had been diagnosed with breast cancer. She opened up about receiving treatments and filming scenes as Professor Minerva McGonagall in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince at the same time.

“I used to go to treatment on my own, and nearly everybody else was with somebody,” she told Tim Teeman. “I wouldn’t have liked that. Why would you want to make anybody sit in those places?”

She had also opened up about her own mortality. “I was relieved to be the age I was because by now you feel like it’s all over anyway.

“That’s why I hated seeing young people receiving treatment [at the Royal Marsden Hospital, London]. I couldn’t bear that, it didn’t seem fair. To be honest, you feel so ghastly you wouldn’t mind dying a lot of the time.”

Smith was married twice. Her second husband, screenwriter Beverley Cross, whom she considered the great love of her life, passed away in 1998, leaving her mourning his loss until her own passing.

She wasn’t known as someone who was spotted in public often, so her last public appearance left her fans startled.
It was at the Wimbledon men’s singles final that Smith was spotted in public. Dressed elegantly, in a navy blue shirtdress with a stylish dot pattern on it accessorized with a blue jacket and black leather heels, she stunned many.

The photos of her and her stunning choice of outfit, which she had completed with a pink lipstick, received plenty of comments. “So elegant!” one person commented. “You [look] so beautiful,” another added.

Following her passing, tributes came pouring in. Prime Minister Keir Starmer was among the first to share his condolences, saying Smith “was beloved by so many for her great talent, becoming a true national treasure whose work will be cherished for generations to come.”

Hugh Bonneville, fellow Downtown Abbey co-star, said: “Anyone who ever shared a scene with Maggie will attest to her sharp eye, sharp wit and formidable talent.

“She was a true legend of her generation and thankfully will live on in so many magnificent screen performances. My condolences to her boys and wider family.”

Smith’s passing represents an immense loss for the acting world. May she rest in peace.

My Husband Didn’t Meet Me at the Hospital Discharge with Our Newborn – When I Found Out His Reason, I Went Pale

When Sarah welcomed a bouncing baby boy, she thought it would be the happiest day of her life. But an unexpected betrayal shattered her world, leaving her devastated and alone. She packed her bags and left with their newborn, forcing her husband to confront his priorities.

A few weeks ago, I gave birth to our beautiful baby boy, Luc. It was a tough pregnancy, filled with sleepless nights and constant worry, but it was all worth it the moment I held Luc in my arms.

The plan was simple: my husband, Tom, would pick us up from the hospital and we’d start our new life as a family. I imagined him cradling Luc, his eyes lighting up with joy. That image kept me going through the hardest days.

The day of our discharge arrived, and I was buzzing with anticipation. I had Luc wrapped in a cozy blanket, and every tiny sound he made filled my heart with warmth.

I kept glancing at the clock, each minute dragging longer than the last. Tom was supposed to be here by now. I checked my phone: no missed calls, no messages. My excitement began to twist into anxiety.

The nurse placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call the hospital,” she said softly.

“Thank you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible as I stepped inside, feeling more alone than ever.

I needed Tom to understand the gravity of what he had done. My heart pounded as I methodically packed a bag for me and Luc. Each item I placed in the suitcase felt like a nail in the coffin of my trust.

Tom truly was a changed man. He stepped up and became the supportive partner and loving father I knew he could be. He never missed an important moment again, whether it was a midnight feeding or a precious first smile. His priorities were in order, and he made sure we knew we were his world.

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