January 22, 2008

Who would have thought that a death of someone you didn't even personally know could send you into a spiral?

Heath Ledger died around 3pm on the 22 of January, 2008. I loved him as an actor and loved what I could see of him as a person in interviews and on gossip sites. He seemed such a wonderful and down to earth person. Doting daddy to his daughter.

I thought that the Death of Princess Diana was a stunner for me, the JFK of our time, but this had hit me hard and so much worse.

I can't explain why it bothers me so much. Is it because he was only 28? So talented as an actor? Young child at home? It does bother me that there are so many nasty things going around on the net about it all, that he was depressed and the home was strewn with pills, suggesting that he did this intentionally. It bothers me that the "news media" felt it appropriate to show footage of his body being removed from his home. I think that in the past few years the paps have gotten completely out of control, but we as a society push them with our gross need to know everything about these people who have been given the gift of natural talent.

Who's to say what really happened in his home. Was it an accident? Did he have any idea that his last breath was his last? Will his daughter ever remember him and how much he loved her? These ideas keep me awake at night and make me cry. I snuggle in with my kids and wonder how they would survive life without me. Hopefully they'll never have to know such pain in their lives at such a tender age.

My thoughts and prayers go out to his remaining family. If only I could have known him as a person and not just as the characters he played on screen.

Rest easy Heath, you will be missed.

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