Since we moved into our house sixteen years ago we have enjoyed the company of the wonderful old lady, Connie, who lived next door. She was a happy, optimistic, cheerful widow who had lived in her house since the 1940's.
Despite failing health over recent years Connie remained a model of how to maintain a cheerful disposition and proved daily that happiness is something you do rather than something you get. Many's the time we have found ourselves complaining about something or other and been pulled up short when we thought of how little Connie had in comparison and yet how rarely, if ever, she felt sorry for herself.
Sadly Connie passed away in hospital this morning. For such a small and understated person she will leave a remarkably large hole in our lives.