I keep starting posts about Robin Williams and deleting them. I am having trouble finding the right words. I have not been so moved by the passing of a celebrity since Jim Henson died.
Robin Williams was one of the first actors I knew by name. I remember watching Mork & Mindy on Nick at Night. I remember catching glimpses of Good Morning Vietnam as Dad watched it, (I wasn’t allowed to watch it). As Patch Adams, he introduced me to Pablo Neruda, and he fed my love of poetry and my creative spirit further in Dead Poets Society. And in both, he showed that there is life beyond grief.
So many of my favorite movies have Robin Williams in them. My heart is heavy for the world’s loss. He brought us bits of joy in his humor. And if there is any truth to What Dreams May Come, may God’s grace be the love that finds him and pulls him from the crushing, hellish, loneliness into peace.
I pray for the peaceful repose of his soul.