I haven't been blogging about all the "celebrity" deaths, because I don't blog about "celebrities" and because, well, there is so much of it I tend to pull away from it. It's just not my thing. Then yesterday I'm watching the news and see that Billy Mays died. I think I was just as shocked about his death as I was with Michael Jackson's death....yes, MJ is a much bigger than life icon, but all the same . . .
I turned the channel every time Billy Mays came on - or I'd "mute" the button, but it was always with a bit of a wink and a grin. And, well . . . I feel sadness at his death. Young, verile, strong looking Billy Mays. Younger than me by two years. Healthy looking . . . at the top of his game. *sigh*
I used to write these "letter to" days on Wednesdays on my old MSN blog. I wrote one to Mays- it was all in fun, as those letters were. I was reading it last night . . . just made me feel more sad. The wink and laugh, and now . . .
Well, now I wish I could hear that big loud voice again. Damn. What a world; what a world. It's not that I can grieve over these "celebrities" as a friend or lover or family member, for I do not and cannot and do not pretend that I ever could- I have lost my own and losing your own is a feeling all its own, a feeling that is uniquely YOURS when you lose one of your own; no, I do not feel that kind of grief or sadness . . . the sadness comes from people who are removed from us, yet so very There in our lives. We see their faces, hear their voices, come to know only a part of who they are: their personifications. We do not know these people, not really. Yet, we can mourn for how they make us feel, or what they represent, or as a part of an era or time in our lives.
Ah well. What a few weeks this has been, eh?
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I found this very sad too. These 50 year old + people have got to quit leaving us. Getting a little too close to home you know.
Well Kat, leave it to you to shock me first thing this morning! I didn't know this. How sad, but I must say in all honesty, I always pushed mute when he came on as his voice just grated me like fingers on a chalk board. :(
You were the first person I thought of when I heard the news, then my precious Mom. She always screamed back at Billy when he came on TV loudly hawking Kaboom, OxyClean or whatever. Sad.
I didn't know he died! What a shock. These people are waaaay too young to die.
You took your quotes off the top of the blog. I liked them but I like the fresh, new look too!
Our family has watched him for so many years. I started buying Oxyclean because of him. We'll certainly miss him.
YOU HAVE A NEW BLOG AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I stumbled upon it at the Gumbo "shop." You are just all over "my" map lately, ain't ya?!! hahahaha
For whom does the bell toll? It tolls for....all of us. When any human being dies, it reminds us of our own mortality. So, we grieve for effects and curse of sin...death itself.
I noticed your comment on Rachelle's blog. I did NANO too. That's how I got a big boost on my sequel. She's got a lot of good advice, doesn't she?
It's been a strange few weeks. I had no clue who he was but felt sad too. And they've all been around 50. Just weird.
I haven't lost someone close to me. I'm afraid for when that time comes.
Yeah, it certainly has been a whirlwind
There are so many different kinds of loss. They all leave us changed forever, to varying degrees. The sadness can help us feel more connected to one another - if we allow.
Yes, after Billy Mays died, I wanted to cover all the TVs with a dust cloth and pretend there was no internet, no phones no more bad news, no more shaking my head and saying oh no. No more feeling the sting behind my eyes as I thought of the pain of families reeling from lost. I look outside at the sun and trees and thank God for all the life around me still.
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