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I am truly saddened about the passing of Joan Rivers. When one of my coworkers shouted it out today, I literally gasped in horror. I loved her humor, spunk, and of course her fashion. She told it like it was and was keen on being so direct. While her unapologetic approach to everything could make one cringe from time to time, she also put her mouth where her heart was. I have read so much about her charitable and loving nature all day and it offers comfort and the sense of ease I need.

Why do I need ease of mind for a celebrity I've never met? Because this celebrity's star happened to be so bright, it burst into millions of extra pieces that sprinkled all over the earth. And because Joan believed in the power of living and seeing life for what it is. She spent her life making people laugh and encouraging them to find humor even in the worst of times. I mean, hello, who doesn't appreciate this reminder?

So many of the people privy to actually know Joan, have also shared amazing stories about her and her kindness. And if I know one thing from being a sucker for celebrity gossip, people do not say this much good stuff if there isn't truth to it. To put it simple, Joan Rivers was one of the greats of women, of comedy, of fashion, and of life.

A few of my favorite Joanisms:

"At my funeral, I want Meryl Streep crying in five different accents."

"I hate housework. You make the beds, you do the dishes, and six months later, you have to start all over again."

"Trust your husband, adore your husband, and get as much as you can in your own name."

"I don't exercise. If God had wanted me to bend over, he would have put diamonds on the floor."

"A child can be taught not to do certain things, such as touch a hot stove, pull lamps off of tables, and wake Mommy before noon."

"I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can't make it through one door, I'll go through another door—or I'll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present."

"I enjoy life when things are happening. I don't care if it's good things or bad things. That means you're alive. Things are happening."


Rest in fabulous peace.

Until we meet again,
M

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