Wow. It's been a long time since I've written. I've thought about writing and every now and then I would start. I just never finished.
One of my friends said that I should be the one to write this letter, not her. Here's the thing, I don't know how to start. It's sort of a ridiculous topic for some people to read about and I could see why. Why should we care so much about someone that we didn't really know? No. We don't care as much as we did with last summer but we still care quite a lot.
I happen to know that a lot of people that read these letters are going through the same things that I'm going through. That's why they read them.
We are drawn to people with whom we have connections. Sometimes, we may not know what the connection is for some time.
That is how I felt about Robin Williams. Up until today, I did not know about his depression, bipolar disorder, and drug abuse problems. Frankly, I still really don't care about them. In my mind, he will always be a man who gave hope and love to people who didn't know how to find it.
If there's one thing I know about him, it's that he never really followed a script. That, to me, is remarkable. He created all of those words just from the back of his mind, despite all of the dark things he went through. He made himself strong not only because he had to be, but because he knew that he was an example for people like me and for people like faun. He served as a grand example of who we could be, even with all of our troubles. He smiled and somehow managed to make us smile with him. There is nothing more beautiful than a contagious smile.
When I was in fifth grade, he helped me. In hook, robin played the leader of the lost boys, Peter Pan. This was my favorite role of his not only because it did make me feel nice to see him laugh with the children and destroy the evil Hook, but because the final lines meant so much to me. Peter Pan has many famous lines classically. One is "to die... Will be an awfully big adventure." Robin did say this line and he was the famous, courageous Peter Pan who didn't fear death, but welcomed it. This didn't help at all, Peter Pan brought me no strength at all. What did, was the love in robins eyes, the fatherly look, when he spoke to Wendy at the very end.
"So... Your adventures are over."
"Oh, no. To live... To live would be an awfully big adventure."
Love always,
Quinn
YOU ARE READING
Reaching Infinity
Teen FictionContinuation of Love Always. Still Quinn, still life, still a long, bumpy road leading to nowhere. Other books to read would be Radioactive by LovingLeopold (the fabulous) and Fades With Time by riverwolf Gracias :))