A quick glance at Twitter this afternoon revealed another shock – coming hot on the heels of the sad news from Monday morning of David Bowie’s death. Alan Rickman is dead.
Snape is dead. The one from Love Actually who was married to Emma Thompson and bought that young woman a necklace is dead.
Both Bowie and Rickman were 69. They both died of cancer.
The news of Rickman’s death is very sad. Coming so soon after Bowie’s it is somehow even sadder. Both deaths have come as such a shock. Two charismatic, enigmatic British stars lost in the same week. How can that be?
Sixty-nine is no age to die. To the kids, it might seem ‘old’, but to those of us in our 40s it really doesn’t seem old at all.
For me, as for many of my generation no doubt, it makes me think of my own parents. My dad is 71 and still with us (thank goodness). My mum is 67 and also still with us (also thank goodness).
But they’re scarily close to 69 and it’s made me think. If two huge stars can die at 69, so can anyone.
We need to make the most of our parents, our children, our siblings and our friends. We need to make the most of ourselves. We need to enjoy life, be happy and be grateful for what we have. We need to take time to be with the people we love and enjoy their company.
Because legends aren’t supposed to die. Legends are supposed to live forever.
And if legends can die, so can any of us.
Let’s live life to the full while we still can.