***DOWNTON ABBEY SPOILER ALERT***
I had a post (in my head) all set to write this morning and then the unthinkable happened. Matthew Crawley died. I mean, really, what the h*ll?!? I feel like I lost a family member. One I like, to be clear. 😉
Downton Abbey is far and away my favourite show. I love the characters. I love Maggie Smith (aka Professor McGonagall). I love the period. I love the costumes. I love it that the downstairs staff is haughtier than their upstairs counterparts. I love Carson. I love it that Mary took a Turkish man for a lover in the first season. (Quel horreur!) Let’s get real here. I love everything about the show. That is, until they killed off Matthew Crawley last night…. *sob*sob*
I understand why he was written out and knew it was coming, but I am gutted nonetheless. Odds are high that I will indeed visit NYC to see Dan Stevens on Broadway, but he will forever remain Matthew Crawley in my eyes. He made believers out of us. He was good and kind and principled. He had integrity and strength of character. And, most importantly, his eyes lit up with love and passion any time his gaze rested on Mary. *sigh* He made us all love him.
In parting, I will say this…. The world needs more Matthew Crawleys and less “Bachelors”. If we can’t actually find a “reality star” worth admiring, I say let’s keep those screenwriters busy. Let’s give our boys and men something to aspire toward rather than sink to. RIP Matthew Crawley. You will be missed.