Michael lived an extraordinary life and was very grateful to be able to do exactly what he loved through his art. But both my son and I will agree that his fame did not come without a price. It was both a blessing and a curse.
I'm not one to speculate on what could be done differently if we could do it all over again. I don't think I could ask for anything more in life than a son like Michael.
Regardless of what people may think, Michael was an extraordinary human being, son and a father. A person who set every foundation with good intentions and with the hope to inspire others through unprecedented displays of love and humanity. The world knew him, but then again, they didn't. My son knew his fans were behind him until the end. In return, he gave love, talent, hope and inspiration back to the world through his music. I don't believe Michael would have wanted his life to have gone any other way. The loss of my son is an overwhelming grief I can never elaborate through words. I share my stories with Michael's children and his fans because I know he would want them to know how much they really meant to him.
Fifty is too young to die. Despite the tribulations he faced, I believe he still managed to live as joyously as he truly deserved. I believe my son Michael fulfilled his purpose in life.