Liam Neeson opens up on Natasha Richardson’s death

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  • Nearly two years after her death, the sad star has spoken out on losing his wife in a tragic accident

    Nearly two years after losing Natasha Richardson in a tragic skiing accident, sad star Liam Neeson has spoken of his grief over losing wife, and how he still struggles to come to terms with her death. 

    The mother-of-two fell during a private ski lesson in Canada in March 2009, and sadly died of an epidural haematoma just days later.

    Now Liam has opened up on the night Natasha passed away, explaining security at the hospital was so tight, he struggled to gain access to his dying wife.

    ‘I walked into the emergency – it’s like seventy, eighty people, broken arms, black eyes, all that – and for the first time in years, nobody recognizes me,’ he said of the awful night in an interview with Esquire.

    ‘Not the nurses. The patients. No one… So I went outside. It’s freezing cold, and I thought, “What am I gonna do? How am I going to get past the security?”

    ‘And I see two nurses, ladies, having a cigarette. I walk up, and luckily one of them recognizes me. And I’ll tell you, I was so f**king grateful — for the first time in I don’t know how long — to be recognized.

    ‘And this one, she says, ‘Go in that back door there.’ She points me to it. ‘Make a left. She’s in a room there.’ So I get there, just in time. And all these young doctors, who look all of eighteen years of age, they tell me the worst. The worst.’

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    At the time, Liam admits he threw himself into work, but adds he is still struggling to come to terms with his grief.

    ‘It’s easy enough to plan jobs, to plan a lot of work,’ he said. ‘That’s effective. But that’s the weird thing about grief. You can’t prepare for it. You think you’re gonna cry and get it over with. You make those plans, but they never work.

    ‘It hits you in the middle of the night – well, it hits me in the middle of the night. I’m out walking. I’m feeling quite content. And it’s like suddenly, boom. It’s like you’ve just done that in your chest.’



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