A mental health advocate. A fiercely courageous human being. A fighter.
So, when I got the opportunity to meet her two months ago at Comic Con in New York, I didn’t think twice.
I wish I could tell you that I said something really profound when I saw her. I had imagined telling her that if it weren't for her iconic portrayal of Leia (and her younger self's likeness to my younger self), I wouldn't have had one of the most incredible experiences of my life. Instead, I'm pretty sure what my star-struck self blurted out was, "Oh Carrie, I love you!"
We talked for a few minutes before she grabbed my face and hugged me tight and we snapped one of my now favorite photos of all time.
And when she died Tuesday, I grieved her like I knew her.
That woman truly owned who she was and never apologized for it. And although it's been years since I got paid to imitate her, I find myself continuing to channel my inner Carrie for that reason. I hope that one day I can master the role of unabashedly owning who I am, "flaws" and all, as she did.
Until then, may the force be with you, Carrie.