It seems a bit odd ... to grieve over people you never met and didn't know.
But that's where I am.
I didn't know David Bowie.
I never met Glenn Frey.
But I know how they made me feel.
When I was a teenager . . .
And wasn't quite sure who I was anymore.
And wasn't sure who my friends were.
And didn't think anyone would ever like me -- for being me.
And never felt as alone . . . as I felt in a group.
Well. There was David Bowie. Or the Eagles. To see me through.
So, this past week? Well, it feels like some really old friends are gone. Not just celebrities-I-never-met.
Because I met myself.
Through their music.