
These words are written in remembrance of Carrie Fisher, the woman behind the world’s favorite space princess. Today would have been her 62nd birthday.
I wish my Star Wars fandom had a different origin story, but sadly I don’t have a warm, fuzzy story to share about the first time I ever saw Star Wars. No, I was immersed in it from the very start. When I was young, I went along with whatever my older brother did – and what he did was love Star Wars, so I was along for the ride. I don’t remember the first time I saw a lightsaber light up the screen or what it felt like learning for the first time that Vader was Luke’s father.
But I remember Leia.
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