As I'm sure some of you know by now, Farrah Fawcett died this morning from anal cancer, and it made me so sad, I cried. I've never been a fan of hers, or followed her in movies or the tabloids, so why does it bother me so much?It goes back to about one month ago when I watched her documentary special on tv. She talked about her cancer, her acceptance of it and her faith. I have to say she totally inspired me.
I used to think of her a this 1970's trashy bimbo from Charlies Angel who evidentally liked showing her chest to everyone, and perhaps she was that way then, but she was now very down to earth, spritual, family oriented, so sweet with her elderly father, a loving mother, and a total pillar of strength with how she dealt with her cancer. She had more courage in her pinky than I do in my entire body.
It made me stand back and take a look at myself. So I have some health issues...so what? Let's focus on the big picture....I'm not dying! At the time of the movie she was dying. And she knew it, and yet she greeted every day with a smile and with courage no matter how weak she was getting.
A couple of comments she made in the movie really stuck with me:
*If you do what you've always done, why would expect to wake up with different results?
*If you want things to change, don't sit around waiting for someone else to change them. YOU make the change.
*I ask myself.....Did I do my best today?
*Don't give up, no matter what they say to you, keep fighting.
I have printed out her picture and taped it by my computer, and included these sayings. She has become my inspiration. To see her struggle and be in such great pain, and yet go on without complaining and whining and while still having a smile on her face is what I aspire to as I continue to improve my health. No whining, only gratefulness that you have another day and another chance to do your best.
While I'm sad for her that she lost this battle, I am happy to know she is at peace and no longer in pain, and I know she greeted the heavenly gates while still wearing a smile.
God bless Farrahs family.
3 comments:
Great post, GF. I need to change some things in my own life. Thanks for giving me that kick. Blessings, SusanD
I know what you mean. I feel the same way. Back in the 70s, I remember when all the boys had her poster on the wall. Maybe it was because I'm not a male...but I always felt she needed more underclothes on in those posters. I never really followed her. But her documentary was touching. And no matter what "issues" she had in her past...her documentary was a lasting tribute and a testimony for others. If we each could touch as many lives as she did in that film...I think we could make the world a better place.
Isn't it odd that she and Michael Jackson passed away on the same day? They say it always comes in 3s. I guess Ed McMahon was the 3rd celebrity to pass within the last few days. So maybe there won't be any others for awhile.
I feel the same way. I am glad to have found your blog and will be back for a visit.
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