Having seen my own loved ones suffer with and die from cancer, I can only sense what Farrah’s family and friends are feeling tonight–relief and peace.
It is difficult to say good-bye, especially after a long illness. But it’s comforting to know that the one who has left us is no longer suffering and is really in a better place.
I can only vaguely remember Farrah Fawcett from her days on “Charlie’s Angels” and I briefly saw bits and pieces of “The Burning Bed”. But Farrah was more than just an actress or a pretty face on a poster. She was a mother. A lover. A daughter. A friend.
In a way it’s sad that Michael Jackson’s untimely death overshadows her remembrance somewhat but I think Farrah was a private person and would’ve liked it this way–to be overshadowed in death but remembered always.
RIP, FF
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