Life tends to have this annoying ability to gone on.
Some could argue that this inherent trait of life is it's saving grace. There's no time to wallow, no time to get lost in the moment because before you know it, the moment has dissapated like a fart in the proverbial wind...well some moments anyway.
Today it dawned on me that all my MJ mourning needs to stop now. It helped that the DJ on my favourite radio station announced this morning that they'd no longer be any MJ playlist or tributes, after yesterday's Memorial, it is enough now.
And speaking of the Memorial, wow, what a way to go! Thanks to the beauty of YouTube and real-time uploading, i got to see all the key parts. The highlights of the night where:
1. Mariah Carey choking up the first few notes to "I'll be there", asikana/shame;
2. My boy John Mayer's guitar tribute to "Human Nature". Damn, that was amazing. No words, just notes and it still reduced me to mush...talk about "strumming my pain with his fingers";
3. The wild card of the whole night, Shaheen Jafargholi belting out "Who's Loving You". That boy can SANG! I had heard about how he'd done great things on Britain's Got Talent, but hadn't heard first-hand till last night what all the fuss was about. Like K twittered last night, i hope Joe Jackson doesn't get any funny ideas about signing the boy onto his record label;
4. I was a little annoyed that Usher wore his shade through-out his performance, until i finally got that he was probably doing so to hide his post-crying puffy eyes...i would have still prefered to see his eyes though, it would have made his performance that more sincere; and,
5. Paris Katherine Jackson's speech BROKE me. That little girl did what few of us would have been capable to do at such at time. She also reminded us that 3 kids had lost their Daddy - heart breaking. I was a mess after that speech, a MESS.
The memorial achieved everything that the BET tribute did not. It was the final farewell for his fans, but for his family, their farewells will continue for the rest of their lives.
May God give them the strength to get through it all.
On a gloomy, chilly Wednesday morning in Gauteng...sadly, it's business as usual
Have a blessed Hump Day chickens.