“I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened.“―Obi-Wan Kenobi
I mean, as if Prince wasn’t bad enough, 2016 had to take our Princess too.
Most of the time when a celeb dies, I feel sadness for their family. I recognize the pain they are going through, and I mourn the loss of talent. But it doesn’t normally bring me to tears.
Losing Carrie Fisher today brought me to tears.
She was the first female role model I had, that many of us had. She was the best shot on that Death Star and she basically rescued herself.
I mean, she was the best shot on that Death Star and she basically rescued herself. She redefined what being a Princess meant to me.
Into the garbage chute, flyboy!
As a little girl in the 80s, there was only one real choice in my make believe world: I call Princess Leia!
And then she just got better.
Through her candid confessions and discussions, she shared her struggles and her life and her world with us. She had a hard life and battled demons- and was able to come on the other side with her sense of humor intact. Heck, maybe even honed.
And actress, yes, but an author and an advocate and someone who wasn’t afraid to be honest about who she was. I loved that the most about her. Every time she called someone out for being sexist, agist, fat-ist… loved her.
All these reasons make losing her at the young age of 60 something that truly hurts.