I want to be with Carrie…
were apparently Debbie Reynold’s last words before she passed away, yesterday, from a stroke, at 84.
When I say I’m shocked, she died a day after her only daughter passed also of a heart attack, it’s putting it mildly.
I guess, losing Carrie was just too much for her because, alas, we’re not supposed to bury our children. But nature occasionally takes a strong, wrong turn managing not only to break hearts, but shut down two, permanently.
On Tuesday, Reynolds addressed Fisher’s death on Facebook, writing “Thank you to everyone who has embraced the gifts and talents of my beloved and amazing daughter. I am grateful for your thoughts and prayers that are now guiding her to her next stop. Love Carrie’s Mother.”
I’ve always been a Debbie Reynolds fan from Tammy Tell Me True to The Unsinkable Molly Brown, her only Oscar nominated film, to all that tap dancing she did with Gene Kelly in Singing In The Rain.
But what has become my favorite Debbie movie is Mother, the film she did with Albert Brooks in 1996, that relaunched her back into our collective consciousness.
She’s so funny, and pretty, I remember thinking.
Debbie Reynolds had to be, how old? And look at her.
What a smile she has.
After reading now it’s 3 books by Carrie Fisher, on her mother’s sudden departure, if I may imitate her humor I’m betting would say…
that’s just like Mom having to have her name first in the credits.
Well, let us picture them together free of all wow, while we say prayers for their heartbroken family.
Debbie Reynolds ( 1932-2016)
Carrie Fisher (1956-2016)