Contentment

We said our last goodbyes at a church overlooking the beautiful Sydney harbour. His family shared stories about his life - his love for tennis, champagne, travel. They talked about how he'd come in one Sunday afternoon having first conceived the idea for Master Clinician, about his optimism, his Sunday school classes in the backyard. Prof had always been a different kind of surgeon. Surgeons tend to have similar characteristics - they are a highly skilled, driven, impressive lot but with little time for imperfection. But Prof was different. He was really nice. No less impressive, no less dynamic but he was always gentle, calm... different.

Contentment. It had never occured to me before that what I was seeing was contentment. I did not really know what contentment looked like but the stories from today tied up the loose ends, explained what it was we all saw in Bryan. Even in his death he has taught me something. What a man. What a life.

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2 Timothy 1:3

I thank God for you.

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