It's so incredibly sad. She always seemed like a great person to me and to have your life end this way, learning to ski, in a fall that didn't even cause her any alarm at the time...
Just awful. I can't imagine our children being without their mother at that age.
A terrible, terrible tragedy which reminds us, again, how fragile all of our lives really are. I cannot imagine how devastated her entire family must be.
And as I read the obituary and the many tributes, I kept remembering Neeson's performance in "Love, Actaully" as a greiving widower left to raise a young son alone. I usually make a point of watching that film every Christmastime, but I think it will be painful to revisit this year.
Yeah, I've been thinking about Neeson in Love, Actually too and it's almost unbearably apt. The movie makes short work of his grieving process but Neeson plays the pain in his eyes. It's interesting to note how many people have used the word "sick" in their reactions to her death and that feels spot on. I really do feel a sense of absolute heartsickness.
My wife was really upset about this last night and asked me, rhetorically I admit but I answered anyway, why she was so upset. To me, despite the horrible things that happen in the world every day it's always worse when it happens to a friend or loved one or even an acquaintance and someone in the public eye is like a friend we know. When they're gone we're shocked. And with Natasha, she seemed genuinely kind and she and Liam seemed truly in love.
And frankly, if you have kids it hits home even harder. If something like this happened to my wife I would be inconsolably devastated.
It's ironic, but I had procrastinated on getting assets into a trust for the hubby, and just decided over the weekend to do it. I took the day off Monday to go to the bank and get the necessary paperwork in order - that's when I watched Blow Dry. On Tuesday, I finished everything at another bank and began reading about Richardson's accident.
It is ironic Marilyn. As evidenced by my previous post, mortality has been heavy on my mind lately and when something like this happens it just reminds me how fragile life really is.
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It's just so awful, I don't even like thinking about it. The suddenness, and arbitrariness, of it just makes me feel sick.
My condolences to her family.
It's so incredibly sad. She always seemed like a great person to me and to have your life end this way, learning to ski, in a fall that didn't even cause her any alarm at the time...
Just awful. I can't imagine our children being without their mother at that age.
A terrible, terrible tragedy which reminds us, again, how fragile all of our lives really are. I cannot imagine how devastated her entire family must be.
And as I read the obituary and the many tributes, I kept remembering Neeson's performance in "Love, Actaully" as a greiving widower left to raise a young son alone. I usually make a point of watching that film every Christmastime, but I think it will be painful to revisit this year.
Yeah, I've been thinking about Neeson in Love, Actually too and it's almost unbearably apt. The movie makes short work of his grieving process but Neeson plays the pain in his eyes. It's interesting to note how many people have used the word "sick" in their reactions to her death and that feels spot on. I really do feel a sense of absolute heartsickness.
My wife was really upset about this last night and asked me, rhetorically I admit but I answered anyway, why she was so upset. To me, despite the horrible things that happen in the world every day it's always worse when it happens to a friend or loved one or even an acquaintance and someone in the public eye is like a friend we know. When they're gone we're shocked. And with Natasha, she seemed genuinely kind and she and Liam seemed truly in love.
And frankly, if you have kids it hits home even harder. If something like this happened to my wife I would be inconsolably devastated.
It's ironic, but I had procrastinated on getting assets into a trust for the hubby, and just decided over the weekend to do it. I took the day off Monday to go to the bank and get the necessary paperwork in order - that's when I watched Blow Dry. On Tuesday, I finished everything at another bank and began reading about Richardson's accident.
Anything can happen...
It is ironic Marilyn. As evidenced by my previous post, mortality has been heavy on my mind lately and when something like this happens it just reminds me how fragile life really is.
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