As many of you may not know, I am a fan of the show called Glee.
And as most of you probably know by now, one of the stars, Cory Monteith, recently died.
However, I don't want to focus on his death, but rather his life. His music. His impact on so many people.
His impact on me.
In the show, he was recognized by accident. That fact is funny, because I recognized the show by accident.
I stumbled upon it, switching through the channels, and fell in love.
It was the season finale of the first season of Glee, and they were performing my favorite Journey song, Faithfully. Like I said, I fell in love.
Lea Michele, the main female star of the show, and Monteith's former fiance, sang the first few verses just with Monteith, and the harmonies they created drew me in like nothing else. It was and always will be my favorite performance from Glee.
The other day, I was mowing the grass and listening to my iPod like usual. Then I heard a song, one that I heard many times before. This time though, tears started falling from my eyes.
On the latest season of Glee, Michele's character, Rachel, sings a song from one of my favorite musicals, one I have recently written a critique on, Les Miserables.
As most of my readers know, I grew up singing and listening to Les Miserables. The song Bring Him Home is a beautiful one. However, I have never before cried when hearing it sung, that is, until my iPod played Michele's rendition of it.
Hearing her sing it after what had just come to fruition brought a flood of tears. I felt like she was pleading with God. For him.
I cannot possibly imagine what she's going through, but I am so sorry for her and for his family. And for the Glee family and fans who, like me, don't know what to make of this tragedy.
Whatever happened to him is not who he was to us. Monteith was a great musician, an idol, a friend, a brother, a son, a lover, and many, many more things.
I will remember him as that and I hope you will, too.
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