Mourning

I watched Michael Jackson's Memorial at work. It made me teary eyed...ok, it made me cry. Good thing my boss was running after a deadline he didn't notice me. I cry in almost all funerals I go to. I won't forget that one time I went with my hubby in one of his piano gigs at a funeral. I cried a bucket!! And I didn't even know that person who passed away. Since then I told my husband I won't go with him anymore. But today, it was Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, the icon behind the music I sang with, danced with. Listening to his friends and family who revealed his beautiful side really moved me...Brookeshield's eulogy was heartfelt and so was Magic Johnson's but the most striking one was Paris Michael's. You can see the sincerity...the grief...the feeling of tremendous loss.  More than anything else, as a mother, I pray that these kids would grow up in a good and healthy environment, with loving and caring people. Every parent wishes that of their children, I'm sure that's what MJ wanted too.