So today was a tragic day for those in the celebrity world. Farrah Fawcett (Charlie's Angels original TV star), lost her approx. 10 year battle with anal cancer this morning. Then at 2:30 this afternoon, it was announced Michael Jackson had died from a complete cardiac arrest.
I was actually tired of hearing and watching Farrah's battle, mostly because there are so many other people who have to deal with things like that who aren't famous who suffer as much or more than she did. Mean? Maybe, but her suffering has ended.
I went to nap with Jonathan knowing Michael had had a heart attack, but woke up to find he had been dead about ten minutes after I fell asleep. I wasn't really sad until I sat down to watch the news reel on FOX. Then I started to feel weird. It wasn't a surprise, but a sudden shock of knowing it really happened. I hope that he's found peace and that his closest family and friends can find comfort. He really did know how to write amazing music and lyrics. I'm sure he'll continue to influence generations to come.