Simple way of putting it: Everyone is dying. David Bowie died. Alan Rickman passed. The guy from the Eagles. Everyone is dropping like flies. Adios.

I have to say, it seems like I find out about every single celebrity death through Facebook. When I found out about David Bowie's death, as well as Alan Rickman's, I was still lying in bed, the light of my Facebook feed shining from my phone. At this rate, if something big happens, I don't need to check the news.

But in all seriousness, I am aware of death. I have obviously faced it in my life. I have also, as everyone else has, seen a lot of celebrity deaths. Michael Jackson's death spawned an obsession (which, I admit, I kind of grew out of). But other than that, I guess I always questioned why the media obsessed over people that very few had met. I'm still deciding if I am a part of the crowd of people who asks why we glorified the death of one person when there are people dying everyday.

But somehow, in these last few weeks, all of these celebrity deaths seemed personal.

I grew up listening to David Bowie. I have many memories of his distinct voice playing through my Dad's car, and being in awe of his incredible songwriting skills, as well as how he was never afraid to take risks. When he died, I felt like I had lost a friend. When later that week I found out about Alan Rickman's death, the strangest thing happened: I started crying. I had never cried over a celebrity, never felt such a loss for an actor who I didn't know personally. But at the same time, I knew him so well.

Maybe my mourning is just a sign that me and my peers are getting older, because the actors and musicians and artists that we grew up with are starting to pass. Maybe we've become more aware of death and its effects, and that's why it's starting to sting more than it did before.

But at the same time, I'm happy that we're mourning the deaths of these people. The thing is, I think that people forget that behind each famous face is a person, and behind that person is an artist. And these artists used their work to affect us in so many ways, whether it was to make us happy, to make us sad, or to make us think.

The thing is, art, whether it is theatre, or music, or any other medium, reflects the human condition better than anything. Art expresses the way humans act, the way they feel, when putting it into common language isn't enough. An artist, by putting themselves into their art, reflects the whole of human beings. The reason why we mourn these people who we didn't even know, is because they showed who they were through their art. When they spoke through themselves, they spoke for all of us. So in a way, it is like a part of us has died as well.

So, I think the beautiful thing about the mourning of people like David Bowie and Alan Rickman is that it is a reminder of the importance of art. In a way, just like the people we've lost personally, they always stick with us. The only difference is that we have their work to keep them around longer.