I know I’ve spent a lot of time on this story, along with everyone else on the blogosphere.  Natasha Richardson has died of her injury, and I just feel so bad about it.  I’m more familiar with her husband’s work than hers, but of course, everyone knows the Redgrave clan–they’re like the Barrymores, a theater/film dynasty. 

But she left behind a husband who loved her and two young sons–13 and 12.  That’s what breaks my heart.  She was so young, and life is so unkind sometimes.  I wonder if Liam Neeson will finish the movie he’s working on.  I don’t think I could.  I’d just hole up with my kids and try to hang on to my sanity.