Such a sad moment

I was giving my daughter a bath last night and my husband called out to me. His voice was muffled from the other room, but I could make out that someone had died.

"Who?" I asked, turning off the water.

"Patrick Swayze."

My heart stopped. How horribly sad. Patrick Swayze was one of my first loves. A man who I could watch over and over and over again. How sad that he should be taken from this world at the young age of 57. I didn't realize exactly how old he was until later in the evening. A few years older than my aunt, who we lost to pancreatic cancer this past March. What is it with this beast of an illness taking people so young? Horrible. Terrible. Tragic and sad.

I loved Patrick Swayze with all my pre-teen and teenage heart!

From The Outsiders.

To Dirty Dancing.

And Red Dawn (I saw it after Dirty Dancing, to this day I cry my eyes out every time I watch!).

Then Ghost.

Even after the not so wonderful Point Break, he stayed a favorite of mine.

Rest in Peace, Patrick. At least now you no longer feel any pain. We will miss you. May nobody ever put YOU in a corner.

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