Skip to main content

Amanda has died. Her body is gone, but her legacy remains

I'm sad to report the death of Amanda Simpson. She was 37.

We thought she had more time -- not much more, but more.

Amanda died at home Tuesday evening, just hours after a good meeting with her doctor and nurse to plan out the weeks to come.

She spent much of the day with an old friend. She has been visited by many friends and relatives in the past few weeks.

Thanks to their work, Amanda came close to one of her life's goals: seeing her garden finished. She had two grand legacy projects. Her garden, and her Gordon. I will take good care of both, as per her wishes.

Amanda's body is now with Woodland Cemetery with cremation scheduled for tomorrow. Details on a service have yet to be determined. I will update here and at

Our heartfelt thanks to everyone who has been so supportive over the past 3+ years, from the day Gordon was born and the ovarian cancer was first discovered, through long months of treatment, relapses, setbacks and reprieves.

Difficult times are still ahead. I feel the warmth of so many people, and I am grateful to be near so much love from family in London and Stratford. I know people around the country and beyond have been following our story. The story's not over. This chapter is.

Amanda's legacy lives on in Gordon, in the garden, in me, in her family, and more that will unfold in the future.

(I apologize to anyone who feels blindsided by this news -- we've tried to contact as much family as possible before sharing on Facebook. Real human contact is always better than digital, but this medium carries the message in today's world.)


  1. Scott and Gordon you have my condolences and sympathy. Bonnie Bonnetta

  2. Scott, I've been following this from day one. I'm so so sorry. My thoughts are with you and Gordon. Ig.

  3. Scott, I am so sorry for the passing of Amanda. My thoughts and prayers are with you and Gordon as you navigate the days, months and years ahead. Thank you for sharing your story with us all.

  4. I`m so sorry, Scott. The fact that there was knowledge this day was coming can`t make it any easier. As always, there`s a truckload of love and compassion for you and Gordon and your whole family, and I hope that helps as much as possible during this period and beyond.

  5. Following silently for years. Sorry for such a loss.

  6. So very sorry to hear about Amanda's passing. Sending light and love to you and her precious boy. Can't imagine the loss you are feeling.

  7. Tina friend & neighbourJuly 24, 2016 at 3:10 PM

    Well Scott after the beautiful " Celebration of Life " for Amanda today I felt impelled to come home and read your blog. Much of what I learned through conversations with Amanda. It was very sad to see Amanda working so hard in her gardens and on your house knowing she could only enjoy it for a short time. All the while sharing her smile, being friendly with the neighbours while celebrating the best she could being a new Mom. Our neighbourhood is much nicer because of your family . Gone but not forgotten. Please keep in touch and continue to share the " Little Man " with us.

  8. Scott just found out today. and went back and read from the beginning.. wow .. your wife and child were lucky to have you and you them... i'm sure nothing at this moment dulls the pain... but know you have many friends near and far even if not seen often.. i am sending out as much positive vibes as i can for you and your family sincere condolences lots of love Vivian Barclay


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Today was my last day at work, and I'm okay with that

Today marks a weird spot on the calendar for me. It’s one of those landmarks that really doesn’t mean anything, other than to illustrate the weirdness of time and how we feel it. As of today, my son Gordon has been without his mother longer than he was with her. The length of time Amanda has been gone is now longer than the length of time we were a family of three. Sometimes it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long, but that dangblasted calendar tells me it’s almost three years. I have not said a word about it to G, but tonight, for the first time in a long time, he pulled out the Missing Mummy book for bedtime. Today was my last day in broadcasting for a while, as far as I can tell. I spent the past five years as Program Director at Newstalk 1290 CJBK in London, Ontario. And in recent years, I was also the noon-hour show host, afternoon news anchor, a commercial voice guy, TV news promo voice guy, and more. Also in the past five years, I’ve bought a house, endured renovation

A request, as we reach two years

Wow, long time no write. I didn't enjoy this past winter. I was certainly in a long slump. Things were very challenging at work. Gordon was awesome, as always, but I was just in a sustained funk from last summer on. And I'm not sure I'm all the way out of it yet. I'm still largely in quiet hermit mode, but have been making progress at resuming social contact. Little dude and I have a very busy summer that will go by in a flash. This Thursday will mark two years since Amanda died. I still replay the events of that night in my head almost every day. I'd like to not. Sometimes it feels like forever ago, but sometimes I'm right there all over again. Hey, can I ask for your help with something? Two years ago, so many wonderful people told me that if there was anything they could do to help .... Well, I don't ask often. And I should've asked more. And I should ask more even now. I'm still not comfortable asking. But I'm asking for this. I put

Hard to believe it's been a year - but it has

One year ago today, we lost Amanda. Time plays tricks on all of us. We can think "that was so long ago" at the same time as "it feels like yesterday." I run into this all the time with Amanda's death. Yes, it feels like just yesterday, or last night, or later today, that Amanda collapsed in the kitchen and died after that long, brutal battle with ovarian cancer. But every day has ticked by at a pace like any other, and it's been a whole year of those days, with incremental and sometimes revolutionary change. As I move about our home, it's hard to fathom that she's been gone a whole year. Amanda's garden awakens, early Spring 2017. Many of the decorative items she carefully arranged throughout the house are in the exact same place as the last time she touched them. She had the vision, not me, so I've been reluctant to disturb her decisions on what looks good and works. In other places, I'm reminded that it's been at least