Today the world is remembering Anthony Bourdain. They are celebrating his life instead of mourning the life that was cut way too short.
When B and I first learned the news of his suicide, we were on a week long vacation in New Orleans. We woke up, it was on our phones, and we were devastated. I know it’s weird to get emotional over the death of someone we don’t know – but this guy meant a lot to us. He had a life that we dreamed of – traveling the world, eating new food, and meeting the most interesting people. To us, on the outside, he had the most perfect life.
That day, we toasted his life every chance we got. It is a constant reminder that you never know what is going on behind the scenes, that you never know what some people are struggling with.
One of the last episodes of the show featured his adventure through Cajun Mardi Gras – I remember sitting and crying through that episode as if he was my best friend. I was mourning the places I would never get to see through his eyes – places I knew I would never get to visit otherwise. I was mourning the voice, the face, the opinions of someone I admired. Bourdain meant a lot in this household – as crazy as that sounds. We watched all of his shows – we have all of his cookbooks. He was present in our lives, and it hit us hard.
So tonight, we are celebrating. We will watch our favorite episodes of his show, and toast to him and his incredible life.
Please be kind to one another – it costs absolutely nothing to listen to someone or to reach out.