It was nearly noon on the 27th of December when I read that Carrie Fisher had died. We all know that she had suffered a heart attack and was stable in intensive care; but things took a turn for the worse as things are known to do.
I walked out of my room and sat down in the chair in front of my wife. She could see that I was upset and asked if I was nervous as she and I both knew that we had our new landlords coming over to check the house out. I told her no I wasn’t nervous and she pressed gently and I told her that Carrie Fisher had died. Then, as tears welled in my eyes I told her, “I thought she was going to make it.” She pulled me to her, consoling me, and she said these words:
“Just think of the life that she got to live. She was a beautiful and talented actress who got the opportunity to star in the biggest series of movies of all time. People loved her, they loved her character and they will remember her forever. Just remember that hers was a life well-lived.”
My wife, in her wisdom and consolation, is right; Carrie Fisher lived a life that we can only dream of. Daughter, friend, actress, wife,mother and most of all a Princess; hers was a life well-lived.
Rest in Peace, Carrie.