Well, I was trying to think of something to blog about today…
… guess I didn’t have to look too far…
I logged on to Twitter literally five minutes ago. And I saw this:
I thought: “Okay. There’s a chance this could be fake.”
So I Googled: “Robin Williams dead.”
He was one of my most favorite actors. I absolutely loved him as Genie. He was my Captain. My Mrs. Doubtfire. And… my Peter Pan. But the remarkable thing about Robin? I continued to love him as I grew. Which I think is the case for my generation. The ones who started with Aladdin and ended with Night at the Museum.
Whether it was a drama or a comedy, I always looked forward to his films. And in college, I discovered his stand-up comedy routines–that were even more hilarious (although for very mature audiences). And he always brought a smile to my face, and a laugh to my heart.
I will miss you Robin Williams. I did not expect this. No one did. And I’m sorry this happened. I was looking forward to seeing your future endeavors. I always did. And I was hoping to meet you, one day, to say how much I admired you. And laugh about how I couldn’t do comedy… in writing or in acting… because you were the King.
… I think you always will be the King. The King of Comedy, the King of Jesters.
You brought magic to our hearts and souls. And you took some of that with you, when you departed from this world.
May you be flying in Neverland. May you be laughing with the angels. May you be at peace. May you have happiness. May you have adventure. May you have love.
I pray for him, and for his family, in this very tough time. I pray for the world. We have all lost someone who was remarkable. Rest in peace.
I’m… I’m going to… I don’t know. Maybe finish watching Psycho. Although my taste for it has diminished.
I leave you with this thought:
Isn’t it strange? How we expect people we see on television, or in movies, to remain immortal? Forgetting that they, themselves, are also human?