DH was driving home yesterday and he called me on his cell, teasing me about some celeb who'd died. I guessed it was Farrah Fawcett and he said, "Well yes. She did pass away. But somebody else did too." And I couldn't figure out for the life of me who it was. Finally I flipped the TV over to MSNBC and they were showing clips of the hospital and Micheal's house and things of that nature. I couldn't believe it. I was truly shocked. My mouth fell open and tears rolled down my face.
DS came over and wiped my face with his hands, asking if I was ok. I just hugged him and kissed him and told him, yes Mommy will be fine. I'd been laid up on the couch most of the day with an ear infection and a fever watching re-runs, so I hadn't see the news at all.
As we drove to the clinic last night to get medicine for my ear, we blasted Micheal's music in the car with the windows rolled down. I'm sure we got some odd looks, but it was our way of remembering him.
Micheal Jackson was such a major part of my growing up years. My stepfather owned "Off the Wall" and "Thriller" which we listened to all the time. At one point, somebody gave me a copy of "Off the Wall" on cassette (god remember those?
) and I listened to it until the tape fell apart. I had a book called "Magical Micheal Jackson" which was sort of a biography, a prize I'd won in a reading contest. I remember singing his music, watchng his videos on MTV. The first time I saw "Thriller" it freaked me right the heck out. But I loved it.
Later, when I was older, my friends and I would go to a local mini-golf place and my favorite video game was always "Micheal Jackson's MoonWalker". I never got very good at it, but I always enjoyed playing it.
I can't believe he's gone..the world is a little dimmer without his bright light.