That was unexpected. Who realized that we’d feel the hole we do with the loss this week of David Cassidy? He hasn’t seemed relevant in years.
David Cassidy was my first celebrity crush. When I was in second grade, I utterly adored him. I watched every minute of every episode of The Partridge Family. I had all their albums, and I knew every word to every song. Against her better judgement, my mother allowed me to subscribe to Tiger Beat Magazine, and I read it faithfully for years.
Following his teen idol days, Cassidy struggled with personal demons of addiction, and of finding his place in the universe. More recently, he retreated from public life with the announcement that he was suffering from dementia. Which is heartbreaking, really.
This morning, I saw that his daughter, by his side at the end, was sharing his last words. “So much wasted time.”
Well, that will make you stop and think. I wondered what he was thinking about, but I know where it fits into my own life. Maybe if we hold onto that takeaway, his heartbeat still continues.
I hope you’re seizing every moment this holiday weekend. Be sure to hug those you love. Happy Saturday night!