Monday, June 29, 2009


I was just reading Mary's last post over at Holy Mackerel, about the important things in life, after two icons of our time lost their lives last week. I had had recent, similar thoughts but she has put it oh-so-succinctly. As a female growing up in the 70's, every girl my age and older and younger wanted, if not to be her, wanted Farrah Fawcett's hair. She was beautiful, sexy, longed for by the male population we wanted to be longed for by. (horrible grammar, sorry about that). She was married to the six-million dollar man, for goodness sake. Then when hearing about her health problems I thought, how interesting that now, no woman would want to be her. To go from one to the other must be hard, but more importantly in my mind, it made me realize how happy I am to be me, living my life, warts and all.


sherry lee said...

Your perspective on this is well taken Kim. We learn from this that envy is what a child can know -- to see someone and want to be like that, to copy and emulate. It's not always a bad thing (depending on what it is they want to emulate). As adults? We need not envy this point who we are and what we want should come easier to us (doesn't always tho) and it's so important to remember that who we are is enough. Sadly we always seem to remember this valuable point when someone else is suffering...but it is still a good time to remember that the grass isn't always greener on the other side.

(the statue and pigeon comment...I didn't coin that--I don't remember where I first heard it so please, feel free to use it whenever you like!!).

Trish said...

Well said about Farrah Fawcett. Growing up in Ireland, my friends and I centered our week's entertainment around american tv shows like charlies angels, so I too wanted to be her, and sabrina and all the other gorgeus, glamorous girls. I thought it was so touching that she and Ryan O'Neill finally tied the knot during her last week alive. Have a great week, trish