You Will Be Remembered. . . .

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Was that EVER tremendously emotional and moving to have watched, oh my GOD. . . .

Even Ollie had come down to join me, and kept looking at the TV, then at me whenever he'd hear me crying. . . . He always knows when you're sad, he's so cute. . . .

My sister couldn't watch it, she said, because she was out on errands when I'd texted her (She's in FL right now, seeing her boyfriend until the 12th); my brother said he wasn't gonna watch it (IDK if he eventually did, though); my dad was upstairs watching it, while I was downstairs; and then my mother came home late, but kept crying with me.

There pretty much wasn't a moment where I didn't cry my eyes out . . . especially when Jennifer Hudson performed his "Will You Be There" song, and then his audio came on at the end, and you could hear the tears in his voice and what he said. JESUS, was that ever appropriate, and so sad. . . .

And THEN, sweet God, when his daughter, Paris, spoke at the very end, and broke down, I broke down. It's so sad for a child so young to lose a parent like that. You could truly see that she was daddy's little girl, there. . . .

But her brother, Prince (the oldest one), I want so much to punch in his throat. His constant gum chewing was VERY annoying, distracting, and inappropriate, the dull, "I'm bored; whatever" look on his face was pissing me off, and the fact that his grandmother had to coax him up to stand when Al Sharpton spoke his very beautiful and moving speech, but the specific bit to Michael's kids of, "Your daddy wasn't strange; what he had to GO through was strange. . . .", that really irritated me more. Paris was the first to shoot up from her seat, clapping vigorously, and then lil' Blanket got up a few seconds later, meanwhile freaking Prince kept sitting and looking zoned out. ~_~'

Clearly dude had some hidden issues with his dad or w/e, IDK, but yeah. Sounds harsh, but seriously, here: He's 12, his sister's 11; don't tell me "he's too young to get it," when she could/did. But I digress.

That's not the point to all of what had occurred at Michael's service, and I won't go on with negativity, especially about his kids, for his sake.

And yeah, he most likely is still in shock and has/will have a delayed reaction, the way I had when my grandmother had died when I was 14. I didn't cry my eyes out at all during the service, when I'd performed on my piano for her, or even at her burial . . . and I found out that a couple of my relatives were looking at me like, "Why isn't she crying??", the kind of "Oh, my God" negative sense. It took me several years, until I around 21 before it actually struck me and I cried. NOW, I cry every freaking time I think of it/her, or see pictures. . . .

So yeah, fine. Scratch that about you, Prince, assuming that that was what was up with you at the service. . . .

There wasn't one part of that service I didn't enjoy or appreciate, or find utterly awe-inspiring or touching. I learned quite a deal about him, or extra info, anyway, I hadn't known of prior to this moment, and I can honestly say that I am sorry I'd taken him for granted all these years. True, I was never honestly a "fan," per say, but I did always like him.




So, sorry to you, Michael, I hadn't paid better attention to you over time, and that it took your untimely and far too early and tragic departure for others to finally do the same, and give you the utmost, consistent respect and love you honestly deserved, for all you'd done and selflessly given to the world. . . .

R.I.P. . . .

~ E