I didn’t know him, I wish I had, It’s not often that you can honestly
say that a person you never met influenced how you live your life, but he did
for me.
From the time I first encountered his work (which was actually Robin
Williams Live at the Met, not the TV or film appearances), it was apparent that
here was a man who was doing his best to get through life by doing what he
could for everyone else, because in doing so, he found purpose for himself in
it. I do a lot of what I do not because
it makes me happy, but because the end result of my actions make other people
happy, I live for those moments when people wander past with happy smiles
because of something I’ve done, it reminds me that something I’ve done made the
world a better place, if only for a short while.
I’m not depressed, let me be clear, I know what depressed feels like,
ask my twenty year old self, he knew all about it. I have the best of lives with the best of
people, and I still do what I can every day to make things better for everyone
else because I have no drive to make things better for myself, and I accept
that for the failing that it is. As long
as there are people out there that I can make the world better for, then I will
be fine, I learned this a long time ago, watching a man I’d never meet raise
the hearts of all those around him.
And so this morning when I heard the news, I was saddened by the death
of a man that I’d never really known, because the world has lost someone who
made others happy when most people only make others sad, and now it falls to
the rest of us to pick up where he left off.
And it’s not a light weight to carry, but there are a lot of us...
We can do it...
