Thursday, June 25, 2009

What I Learned Today

Where were you when you heard Michael Jackson died?

I happened to be eating dinner with my husband, sans kids. But that isn't the point. All over the news and on everyone's lips is the big news. But why is it more important that Michael Jackson died than any of the other people who died today? He was just a man. And if he hadn't sang songs we all heard on the radio (and saw on tv) we wouldn't have given him a second thought. But singing a song isn't the measure of a man, obviously. In my opinion, Michael Jackson wasn't a man, he was a freak, but I digress.

Unfortunately, I know about death. In two years, I lost my father, my mother, and my grandmother. My maternal grandparents died long before I was born, and my paternal grandfather died when I was 10. I am terrified of my husband or children dying. From the time they were born, if my child had a cold, I thought the worst was going to happen. If Frank doesn't get from point A to point B in the time I think it should take, before long I am imagining the knock on the door to tell me something has happened. I know, I'm a freak.

So where am I going with this? I don't know. I guess I just think we should be more concerned about the people who are in our lives, and love them with all our hearts, and quit wasting our time worrying about the Michael Jacksons in the world. And I'm talking about myself. I'm all about Jon and Kate, and celebrities, and scandal, and junk. And all the while I have two beautiful children, a wonderful husband, two sweet puppies, and many fabulous friends that are much more worth my time.

So, instead of thinking about where I was when Michael Jackson died...I just hope that I always remember that on June 25, 2009, I had a sweet dinner for two with my even sweeter hubby! (And that really is the point, isn't it?!)


Roxanne said...

Well, I was sitting in a hospital room with Marc watching the NBA draft. Later in the car on the way to Mama's house, I heard Farrah Faucet died today, too.

I am more than attached to Jon and Kate, but truly hope to see the best outcome of this whole situation. I know it is Satan attacking their family, because of what they once stood for on national television.

But you are SO right about where our priorities are. I'm complaining about being in Valdosta, when I should be grateful for 3 FREE places to stay rather than sleeping in a funky chair in a hospital room. I should be thankful for medicines that keep Marc healthy rather than wishing I were home.

Thanks for the reminder...we need to get together when we get back in town. We have so much in common, it's scary!

steph said...

great post! I'm the same way! God is continually trying to teach me to live in TODAY and not borrow from tomorrow! Speaking of dinner w/ hubby. Payoff for not doing VBS, was dinner with my sweet hubby three nights in a row! It was fun!