Paul Hamilton and his wife Dawn are two of the most genuine people you could ever meet. In Paul’s case, I love his humour and conversation. He taught me a lot about being a reporter and later in our relationship, about being a husband.
Paul lost his wife, Dawn, tonight. She was one of the kindest folks I’ve ever met, always bringing the conversation back to my wife or me. She was an inspiration in how she treated other people the way a person should be treated from the get-go before becoming a more excellent model in how to fight the horrific villain that is cancer.
Loss of loved ones is the worst part of living, and I can’t imagine the day I lose my dog, let alone my wife. In Dawn’s passing and Paul’s time of grief, their love has offered the world yet another illuminating moment, courtesy of Paul’s brief online announcement of Dawn’s passing:
“My mate, my sole and my friend left in the hand of God tonight. Dawn was a perfect match for me. She really wasn’t my wife, she was me. From the time we met, we were one. She molded me into the man I am today. I will miss my love, but she’s no longer in pain and she’s with God doing bigger and better things. I do know she’ll always be on my shoulder.”