As the news of Michael Jackson’s death takes over the media, I have to admit that I loved him.
Not a crazy fan kind of love, but rather I had a fascination of his life, his talent, his creative gifts to the world.
I was taken by his loneliness. I guess I just wanted to hug him (I suppose, like half the world). I wanted to be his friend… for no other reason than for him to have a friend.
OK… so maybe I was a crazy kind of fan.
His music just takes me back to so many different memories and emotions. I remember being sad with some songs, wanting to be loved with others and simply wanting to make the world better with others.
His music is timeless. My boys were just discovering his music… “Hey mom… listen to this song…” It was so funny.
And then he died.
I feel so sad … for many reasons but the biggest being for those poor children who lost a father.
I don’t have a lot to say that is different than all that is out there… just I just had to stop and write …
I just had to say… Rest in Peace, Michael.