My Thoughts on Paul Walker and Life
I feel like this is going to be such a strange post in a way.
I'm writing today about a guy that I don't know personally and have never met. I'm just writing about a guy that I've had a crush on for years. In fact, he's my in my top two of celebrity crushes and has been for awhile. Every time a new Fast movie came out I'd get giddy like a high school girl.
It's weird how his passing is something that I can't stop thinking about. There's only certain celebrities that I can remember their deaths and even though I'm a huge MJ fan and I was sad when Patrick Swayze lost his cancer battle, but none of those compares to the death of Paul Walker. I just keep thinking about how young he was. Forty years young to be exact. Forty years young and looked like he was still 30. He had a daughter to get home to and that breaks my heart. He was doing something he loved (although he wasn't driving) and although speeding (if that's truly what caused it) isn't the smartest move, it's heart wrenching to see the photos of his car balled up into a ball of fire.
I am enjoying reading everything right now about him because it all matches my idea of how he truly was -- humble. He was a humble, low key guy with a huge, giving heart. Go him for being that way in Hollywood. And he was obviously stunning and had a smile that would make any girl weak in the knees.
So I know that it's odd that I'm thinking about his death so much and almost in denial that it happened, but I suppose it's just that part of me that knows that life can end in the blink of an eye. You can be out and about doing good in the world with charities like Paul was that day and still have your calling to leave this world later in the evening.
Life is short. Life is sweet and now that I'm a mother it is SO much sweeter. It's also scarier though. Forty years young is too young for me. I'm looking to see one hundred years OLD. I want my husband by my side and our children with their children sitting next to us. I want to live my life and enjoy the heck out of it.
I know Heaven is going to be a wonderful place; but right now this world that our creator made is pretty dang amazing and I hope to stay in it for awhile. The tragic death of Paul Walker just shows us how quickly it can all be taken from us no matter how good or bad of a person we are; no matter who we are; and no matter how stunningly handsome we are.
We just have to make the seconds count. Not the minutes. The seconds.
We never know when it will too be our last ride.
What celebrity death has ever upset you the most?