For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonged to me, the other to the Lord.Īfter the last scene of my life flashed before me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand. Across the sky flashed scenes from my life. I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. I would like to share this immortal poem by Mary Stephenson with you called Footprints in the sand, this is for you and your family and whoever else might read your blog, it is a poem that is very dear to my heart. I have memories myself from being a child growing up listening to both your Mom and Michael and I also feel that I have lost someone close even though I never knew him or met him and I was so looking forward to seeing him in concert in the UK this year. My dear Chudney, my thoughts and prayers go out to not only the Jackson family but also to the Ross family, your Mom was obviously very dear to Micheals heart and she and the rest of your family must be devastated. With a heavy heart.I bid farewell.till then. The consummate performer.the likes of which. MICHAEL JACKSON was FABULOUS and he will be remembered forever.ĭear Chudney.my heart goes out to you and your entire Family.at this extremely difficult time. My heart goes out to the family and to the kids. I was shocked and saddened beyond belief that even in his death, people can continue to say negative, mean things. I never believed any negative allegations and I will continue to defend him when people make jokes. In my eyes, Michael was a kind, sweet, youthful man. “Mama say, mama sa, mama kusa,” I sang as he giggled on the other end. My favorite memory is singing to him on the phone. I remember Michael dancing with my mom on stage and even better dancing in my living room with my little brother. I remember gorging on candy in his “candy room” at the ranch. I’m lucky enough to also have wonderful memories of meeting MICHAEL JACKSON, which I will cherish in my heart forever. I remember when PYT was my favorite, watching The Wiz for the first time, when my mom participated in WE ARE THE WORLD and when I SCREAMED along with Janet and Michael. I was frightened by the scary make up, but also in awe of the dance moves and the fact that it was more of a movie than any music video I had ever seen. I remember excitedly sitting in front of the TV with my sisters to watch the THRILLER video air for the first time. MICHAEL JACKSON’S music was like a backdrop to my life. How could MICHAEL JACKSON be gone so soon and so suddenly? As more and more news sources confirmed the report, my heart sank. No one knew for sure, but we hoped it wasn’t true. I immediately called my brother, sister and then my mom to confirm the news.

I was shocked when I heard the news on the radio. I am deeply saddened by the death of MICHAEL JACKSON.

Mama say mama sa mamakusa