I’ve heard enough “2016 is the worst year ever” talk based on the deaths of famous folks. As we age, famous people we’re familiar with are going to keep dying. They get a year older each year like the rest of us. This is how life works. If you think 2016 was “bad,” wait until 2017 or 2018.
You’ve never met these people. You’ve never talked to them. You have no idea who they were in real life. You didn’t have lunch plans with them on Saturday. When you need advice, you won’t wish they were still here for you to call. Stop being so fucking dramatic because someone famous died. Your life won’t change at all.
Honor their life. Remember their work. Celebrate their contributions.