My Dearest Husband,

Thank you for the 20 beautiful years we shared. Every day with you was a gift. Together, we were a force, and our love was a rare kind of magic. You were my safe haven, and my greatest adventure. Through thick and thin, in work and in life, we were “What a team!”—I still hear you.

Who would have thought that the “simple academic” in his knitted purple sweater—never much of a dapper dresser—would sweep me off my feet? Getting you to wear a tie for interviews with the media was an uphill battle, every. single. time. But you made me pack my life into seven suitcases to fly into this adventure with you. “What for, if not for love” was my mantra then, and it still is.

I couldn’t even fry an egg when I met you, and yet you welcomed my first attempts with a playful smirk and endless patience. You always saw potential in people before they did themselves, especially in me. You turned me into a moderately skilled sailor, a decent cook, a frequent flyer with Air Canada, and helped me completely reinvent myself. We talked for hours every day. Sometimes I wondered if our love would ever fade, but it never did.

You poured your heart into everything—your career, our life together, the people you cared about, staying fit and healthy. Keeping up with you was always an adventure—whether I was rescuing you climbing up the mast of your sailboat, pulling you off the roof at home cleaning the gutters, or stopping you from accepting another ‘request’! You never slowed down. “A rolling stone gathers no moss,” you’d say, only finally resting when that big heart of yours needed a break.

Our bond was extraordinary. It wasn’t just about being together – it was about growing together, inspiring each other to give our best, and loving with a depth that few are fortunate enough to experience. You made me stronger, braver, and happier than I ever believed I could be. Now that you are gone, I will carry your love with me, always. Your faith in me will guide me to be the woman you always saw me as, moving forward with courage, embracing whatever comes next.

I wish we had more years together, but we always knew your heart didn’t have the strongest genes. Perhaps that made our love even fiercer? We never took a single day for granted, living with gratitude and a love that was both soulful and fully present in every moment.

You were my inspiration, my confidant, my editor, my brilliant, adorable, and utterly gorgeous husband. My prince, thank you for everything—for letting me see the world through your eyes and for loving me so beautifully.

I loved you to the moon and back. Now, my love for you transcends time and extends into eternity.

Forever Yours, Heidi

With sadness beyond words, I share that my husband, Prof. Emeritus Dr. David Gillen, passed away on the morning of October 31st. He surrendered to a blood infection he contracted this summer while sailing on Georgian Bay—one of his most favorite places in the world.

David was, above all, a free spirit aiming for excellence in everything he touched. A brilliant mind, a passionate sailor, and a former (bush) pilot who even built his own airplane, he was a craftsman in every sense—in his woodshop, his office, on the water, and in the skies. He didn’t quite reach his three million frequent flyer miles, but his legacy goes far beyond, resting on values of curiosity, integrity, and foremost, excellence.

David was recently honored with the R.S. Day Outstanding Contribution Trophy for his exceptional leadership in developing aviation in British Columbia and had accepted a role on the board of BC Rail. His publication track record is testament to a career that influenced aviation and transportation research in Canada and internationally, tirelessly advocating for data transparency and the freedom of information. David thrived on the intellectual exchange with equally inquisitive minds, whether diving into economic questions or upgrading his beloved sailboat. Yet, in his later years, his deepest satisfaction came from guiding students and young academics, teaching them not just to learn, but to “learn how to think!” and watching them excel on their career and life paths.

In these past few weeks, even as he faced his final challenges, he and I laughed a lot, danced just a little, and made plans for the future. David was always looking forward to another adventure or project. His inability to say ‘no’ and his heart were his biggest weaknesses. In many ways, he was simply unstoppable. This morning, it was his body that finally said “no” for him. And yet his free spirit, his sense for adventure, his curiosity, and his laughter will remain with us, those close to him.

My husband was the gentlest man I have ever met, a true gentleman, and the sweetest loving husband in the world. Alongside me, his daughter, his son, his two grandchildren, his sister, and his brother, with their families, will honor him with gratefulness and in love.

Please remember David as the remarkable man, devoted teacher, dear friend, caring father and loving husband he was. He would want you to thrive and live your life to the fullest. 

Thank you for having been part of his journey, and if you can afford the time, light a candle for him tonight. A short prayer would also be appreciated. 

Take care and be well.

Heidi