R.I.P Michael Jackson

WOW, as I wrote this today, it came out differently than I planned. I thought I was going to be a bit more harsh on him but as I wrote, it all came out in a very different way. I am keeping it true to my thoughts though and not changing it.

I wasn't actually planning to write about Michael Jackson's death. It isn't because I don't care but more because EVERYONE is writing about it and I am a little tired of hearing about it.

I respect everyone's feelings about the King of Pop. He was amazing. He was a HUGE icon for my generation. He was a bizarre. He made some very poor errors in judgement during his life. He died too soon. The list could go on and on.

As a mother, my opinion of Michael was a bit jaded after the whole molestation case. It isn't that I believe he did or didn't do it but at that point I realized how sad he was. He was HUGE and LOVED by people around the world but it wasn't enough. I cannot respect that he slept with children in his bed or gave them wine, etc., but what I can take away from it is that he was man who loved children because they have unconditional love and he didn't have enough of that.

I am sure that many people around him loved him conditionally. That makes me terribly sad. I know he had family who did love him no matter what but I am not sure that it was enough. I will admit, in some ways I am thankful that he may be at peace now. I hope he is at peace. I hope that today he can look down on his memorial service and see the billions of people that worshiped him. I hope he can put all the pain he felt in his life aside and realize that he was loved. I hope he can scoop it all up and keep it with him and finally feel peace.