The Man Who Fell to Earth Has Returned Home

I awoke this morning to a text from my daughter telling me that David Bowie had passed to the Other Side.  She was devastated and crying when I called her to find out the details.  He was part of our household just as he had been part of my childhood household. 

David Bowie was born the day before my mother in 1947.  They were both musicians.  She introduced him to me as a young girl.  He was an instant hit to my heart. I have loved him as Ziggy Stardust through Modern Love and to the latest release of Valentine's Day.  He is magical and comfortable with being strange and unique. 

I saw the movie "The Man Who Fell to Earth" at a college campus theater, alone, when I was about 14 years old.  I was captivated by his performance and I have seen every movie he was in just to watch him. 

I think I fell completely in love with him as Jareth, the Goblin King from the movie Labyrinth. 

Compelling.  Enthralling.  Riveting.  Intriguing.  Fascinating.  Spellbinding.  Engrossing.  Gripping.  Consuming. 

These are just a few of the words that I use to explain Mr. Bowie.  I watch him and can't stop.  There is no definition to him.  I love him now and forever.  Enjoy the other side, Ziggy.   Thank you for gifting us with your magic.