Heath Ledger

So, Heath Ledger died today, and why am I so sad about someone who I never met? He's almost a fictional character, since all I know of him is what he was directed to show me on a big screen. I remember watching the Patriot with Bobby, and I remember how much we bought liked that movie. I remember seeing A Knight's Tale with Bobby and Heather and I remember how much we all liked it. Enough to buy the movie. I remember watching 10 Thing I Hate About You with Heather, several times--and I remember his smile, and even though he was just a celebrity, he brought joy to our home with his movies. I've loved movies forever. I used to take the kids when they were little. I love Celebrity magazines (although the Paparazzi are making me feel quite guilty about this lately). I just saw Heath Ledger in a magazine this week, holding his daughter, Matilda on his shoulders. I wonder what he was going through to make him take the pills. It hurts to think of all these young people out there, who have so much and don't see it. Even if you don't have the money Heath Ledger had, if you have a family and people who love you, you have everything. I don't get people who give it all way and who don't see what they have. I don't get the people who don't look into the face of a tiny person, who needs them like a flower needs the sun, and who don't fight and give everything to stay around for that little person. Heath Ledger was so handsome. He had boyish good looks and a great smile. He had beautiful "surfer" hair and money and fame. He had a 2 year old daughter, whom he seemed to adore. It scares me because he died so suddenly and we're just all reminded that tomorrow truly is promised to no man, and in a day, in an instant, fate can step in and take our life and those we love are left behind. I want so much to see my granddaughter grow up, and to see my daughter settled and grown, and making it on her own. I don't want to miss a thing. I guess Heath's death reminds me that anyone can die and then our life amounts to not much more than a few sentences written down in the paper. No matter how famous, no matter how rich or good-looking--death comes, and then written off. I feel for his mother and father and for his sisters. It's been 5 years and I still think about Bobby almost daily. What is it to lose a child? I never want to know that pain. Will they get to know Matilda? Heath wasn't married to Michelle Williams. They were seperated. Will she have the understanding to allow them to hold on to that small peice of their son? I'll miss Heath Ledger. Seeing him in movies and magazines. I will never feel the loss his family felt, but through his movies, he did bring a small bit of happiness into my home.