I feel saddened for all of us that are left behind when a loved one dies regardless of celebrity because we all grieve and suffer a tremendous loss. The nameless young men and women who lose their lives daily fighting for our country breaks my heart more so than the passing of any celebrity ever could. I don’t mean that in a cold way, I just don’t understand why some deaths are given more importance than others.

I didn’t watch the MJ memorial service yesterday, but caught a few of the highlights on the news and the saddest part was when his daughter spoke and it made me shed a couple of tears. I was reminded of my Mother’s passing and even though she wasn’t famous she was the most important person in the world to me.

I liked his music and didn’t judge his personal life same as Elvis. I never saw either one in concert although I’m sure it would have been great from everything I’ve heard. Actually I don’t recall ever buying any of their records or CD’s either. I would never make a pilgrimage to either of their homes although millions have, it’s just not on my list of things to do.

I had the chance to meet and shake hands with Bill Medley and Bobby Hatfield at a charity event in Reno back in the 80′s and I did buy their records and CD’s and I was a fan. I didn’t act all stupid when I met them even though they were my singing idols because they’re just people the same as all the rest of us. I can’t think of any celebrity that would make me act weird.

I would probably have gotten a few butterflies in my stomach if I had ever been face to face with Paul Newman back in his heyday, but hopefully I would have kept my composure and just admired his beautiful blue eyes. I don’t think I’m a very good fan because I’m just not that supportive and idolizing even though I might really appreciate their talent.

The last laser procedure didn’t work on Bill’s eyes so Friday we go to the hospital for one that will place 80 different holes in that eye. He’s had that procedure done 2 different times already just since we’ve been together and he’s getting very discouraged because they haven’t worked before and he feels like it’s a waste of time and money and it probably is and will be because he isn’t thinking with a positive attitude.

I hate to think that doctors are only out for the money, but since they are only human I’m sure they have many bills to pay also. The doctor that called this one in for a second opinion had already told us that he couldn’t use this type of laser procedure again, but this one thinks it’s okay. If this one doesn’t work then I guess the last resort will be an actual operation and after that I have no clue, but I’m hoping for the best.

We have decided to go to Ocean City in a week or so just to have some fun and walk the boardwalk and just goof off so we’re looking forward to that. I use to have a house sitter come in and look after my pets, but since Shadow needs special care we will put them in a kennel which I hate because Shadow thinks he’s being deserted and it breaks my heart. It doesn’t bother Sadie at all, but Shadow’s different.

We had to use the kennel in January, but at least if anything happens they are right there at the animal hospital. I have to get a move on so have a great day.

Friday, Saturday, and Sunday went by in a blur seems like all I do is blink my eyes and half my life has past away. I try to savor the moments and enjoy as much as possible because I know it will be gone before I know it. As much as I try not to have regrets because nothing can be changed in my life and it’s a wasted emotion a few regrets still remain concerning my Son.

I find myself humming that song “If Tomorrow Never Comes” and the poem below which I think was “Tomorrow Never Comes” written by Norma Cornett Marek in 1989 which has been claimed by many under different names, but I received the poem many years ago and I will contribute it to Norma who I believe passed away in 2004.

Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it was our last time I’d see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly, and pray the Lord your soul to keep.

If I knew it was our last time I’d see you out the door, We’d hug and kiss, and I’d call you back for more.

If I knew it was our last time, I’d hear your voice in praise, I’d record each action and each word,
to play them back day by day.

If I knew it was our last time, I’d spend a moment or two to stop and say “I Love You”, not assuming you know that I do.

If I knew it was our last time, I’d be there to share your day….. presuming I’d have many more,
so I let this one slip away.

For surely there’s tomorrow to make up for the oversight, we always get a second chance to make everything right.

There will always be another day to say our “I Love You’s”, and surely there’s another chance to say “What can I do?”

But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I’d like to say “I Love You ! “, and hope we don’t forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to young and old alike, today may be that last chance I can hold that loved one tight. If your waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?

For if tomorrow never comes, you could regret the day, you didn’t take that extra time, for a smile, a hug, a kiss, and you were too busy to grant their one last wish.

So, hold your loved one close today and whisper in their ear, tell them how you love them that you’ll always hold them dear.

Take time to say “I’m sorry”, “forgive me”, “thank you”, “it’s OK”, and if tomorrow never comes
there’s no regret about today.