It Comes in Threes It Seems

I guess it depends on how you count them, but they do say that deaths come in threes.  Today I found out two of the "good guys" from where I used to work died.  One died after a long battle with cancer.  The other was hit by a car crossing the street to catch the bus to work.  The driver fled and has of yet not been found.  And then there is Elizabeth Taylor.  I am going to count this as three because Elizabeth was always there like so many icons and although I obviously did not know her, she was on some level, an influence on my life.  Just as Peggy, the cancer victim, and Chris, the man hit by the car, were.  All were good people who contributed something to life, who lived life fully and left behind a wide variety of fans and people who loved and respected them.  That, I bleieve it what it means to live well.  With passion, caring, and taking risks for happiness and love.

Someday, I hope they will say the same of me.  Rest in peace, Peggy, Chris and Elizabeth.  Without being overly sentimental or maudlin, your lives meant something to so many.  You will be missed.