It’s still hard to come to grips that it has been a year since once of the greatest entertainers of all time passed away. I was one of the biggest fans, if not THE biggest, ask anyone. I mean, just writing about it is making me emotional, I can’t begin to comprehend what the family is going through, especially on the first anniversary.
Speaking of that, it’s so weird that we celebrate the anniversary of someone dying. I only say that, because we celebrate the anniversary of someone’s birth as well. So, once you die, which takes precedence? Do you honour the day that they came into the world? Or left the world?
Maybe we should just calculate the mean day of their existence, and honour that. Then everyone would know that on that particular day, that person was as far from beginning and ending as possible. Kinda like a Life Solstice.
Or Life Equinox.
Anyway, today, honour one of the great ones. It’s been one year. ……*sigh* it just makes you think…
RIP Farrah Fawcett (1947-2009)