Heath Ledger is dead. It seems so strange. I feel like these sort of accidental overdoses are only supposed to happen in Valley of the Dolls. I didn't believe it when my friends told me. I don't really know what I'm supposed to do with it. Am I supposed to be torn up about a man I never knew? It's sad, but death is always sad. And the death of a young man with promise in his field is always a bit tragic.
It really seems surreal to me. I read about it today on an entertainment blog, it seemed wrong to place an article about death on a shockingly bright pink page.
I was talking to one of my friends about it, she said that it was just his time. "We all have due dates", were her exact words. It got me thinking about my own life. If my due date were today, what would I have to show for it? Not much of any real value. I spend so much of my life thinking about myself, thinking about what I want to do, I never take enough time to think about others. It's made me rethink my choices in life.
I know that I shock people when I say that I am thinking about going into theology, maybe into missions. I spent so many years working towards an acting career, or at least focusing on that goal. To make such an abrupt switch, it may seem a little crazy. However, I want to make sure that at the end of my life I'll have done something worth doing.
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