When I lost a loved one recently, people around me were very comforting and understanding. They all knew what it was like to lose someone close, someone you imagined would be around forever. They rallied around and gave their hugs and condolences. It helped lots.
But Michael Jackson; I couldn't even count him as a mere acquaintance, much less a friend. The nearest I got to him was at his concert in Singapore at the National Stadium in 1993 and even then, the distance that separated us was laughable. Yet, I join millions of other people around this globe who can't quite get over the shock of his death. What to make of this loss? Why now? Why not after his series of comeback concerts? Why? Why? Why?
The answer is apparent. Michael Jackson, though undoubtedly proclaimed by earthlings as the "King of Pop", is a mere human. We're all equal, you and I. We're only human.
I do not need to state the obvious. The memorial service at Staples Centre said it all. You and I know his name will be etched in history for time in memorial. There will never be another like him.
Sold out concerts. What could have been. What a waste.
Sigh. I have to say, 'Sway, lah!' (bad luck!) Calling your concert 'This is it'.
Couldn't have been more accurate. Well, though this is the end of the road, it's only an earthly path. Bigger things are in store for MJ and bigger things are in store for us.
For a short while, the earth comes together to mourn the loss of Michael Joseph Jackson; what he has done and what he could have done. For a short while, the world comes together. If only for that single moment, then Michael Jackson has not lived in vain.
Whilst we mourn, let's not forget, that even Michael Jackson could not bring his beloved glove along with him.
What started as a blog about hand painted shoes has become an online journal for a simple working mother, in search of Food for the Heart, Body, Soul and Mind.
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