A difficult road for a father

My husband is a father of four. One from our marriage and three from a previous relationship.

My husband is a great father. He's the kind of daddy that I would have love to have when I was a kid. He's caring and patient. Sometimes I just watch him interact with our little one and I tell myself that Joey is very lucky to have a daddy like him.

Syl, my husband, knows how lucky he is to have that kind of relationship with Joey. He knows to well. 'Cause since his divorce he has a big challenge : see his three other kids. Sometimes when a divorce happen, things are difficult between the parents and too often fathers see their rights disappear. It's his situation.

I do understand that there are bad fathers... but there are also bad mothers. It's hard to be a parent and harder to be a great parent. But if you want the best for your child and you seek for his best interest, you'll be a great parent. But if you seek for your best interest and not your child's you're making a mistake. And it's sad for the parent who love his child and can't spend time with him.

So I do hope that someday Syl will get to see his children more often 'cause I'm sure that they deserve to know what kind of daddy he is...

And for you my love... be patient 'cause someday they'll be adults and they'll understand.

MJ last goodbye

Today I watched MJ last goodbye. I don't know if you watched it but it was very respectful of the man behind the character.

One of my oldest memory is from the 70's. This memory took place the day that Elvis died. My mother has been so surprised by the news of his dead that she broke one of her finger. And I remember when she came to our room after the hospital. But I didn't realize the importance of that day cause I was just a kid.

On june 25th when MJ died, it was my son's 13th birthday. So this day will always been remember. It will always be my son's birthday but also the day that the king of pop said goodbye.

So with all my respect... god bless you Michael xx