Learning from MJ’s loss

I was at work, in a situation where I could not express shock or grief, when I first heard of MJ’s death. I just had to pretend as if it didn’t matter and conduct business as usual. Later that day, I walked jogged/walked 8 kms listening to Jackson for over an hour.

Everyday since then, I played a few of his tracks and I guess it never sank into me that MJ really died. I didn’t rush to buy his albums, since I already had most of them – but I did make a mental note to myself to collect some of his videos. MJ danced as well as he sang and I need to have his videos to keep.

In the last few days, some people told me how much they loved him and some people told me how they thought his acquittal on the lack of evidence didn’t prove anything. I didn’t know which side to take.

Though I didn’t watch his funeral on TV today, many sites I read seem to be carrying news about his funeral.

I guess I’m coming to understand that a state of denial wont last forever.

I never cared to know or understand the legal things surrounding Michael, but I can say with certainty that I was a fan from the first track and I loved the music he made.

The only thing I regret is that I never sent him fan mail, not even once. Not that it would have made a difference to him, but it would have made a huge difference to me. One thing I must learn from Michael’s loss, is to appreciate when I can.

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