Today we all received the news that the great comedian Robin Williams died.  I have read a lot of posts on Facebook where people have said his death has effected them as he was such a part of their childhood and good memories in their lives.

I have never been one for worshipping celebrities or even a great fan of any particular celebrity.  But, even for me the death of Robin Williams plucked some cords
in my heart.  I think it hurt a little more as the reports at this time are that he suicided.

I have written before the inevitability of death, but, it just seems that is something that takes us at our time not something that we seek because living is a worse alternative.

Robin Williams was the person that I didn’t know, the celebrity that I didn’t worship, or really think about much other than he made me laugh, cry in some of his movies and I thought appeared to be a pretty good bloke.

Maybe he knew us more than we knew him.  He knew how to make us laugh.  He came into our lives and made us feel.  He was a better person that I didn’t know was such a part of my life until he was gone.  He was the celebrity who I didn’t think of as a real man, with real pain, that he felt so much of in the end.  All the joy he gave us we couldn’t repay because he was the better person we didn’t know.