I was stunned to hear the news about the passing of pop superstar Michael Jackson and ‘Charlie’s Angel’ Farrah Fawcett, two of the most influential figures of their time. I thought of Jackson’s death to be untimely. I felt that it wasn't his time yet, as I know that he still has so much to prove given the controversies that have shrouded his career and personal life. It's just sad that Michael Jackson never got the chance to make a good comeback before it all ended for him.
I thought of Farrah Fawcett's long battle with rectal cancer a brave fight. It's worthy to note that even in her numbered days, she never lost hope and continued fighting the disease with incredible courage. That even in her last days, she carried on to share her long and painful ordeal with rectal cancer in the hope of inspiring others. She was a spokesperson for the American Cancer Society and an advocate against colorectal cancer, zealous in her cause to raise deeper awareness for this type of disease.
Frankly though, I am more affected by the death of Farrah Fawcett than Michael Jackson's. I have my hands down for the King of Pop - his contributions to the music and entertainment industry invaluable. But I have an even deeper and greater sense of respect and admiration for Farrah Fawcett, whose struggle was truly well-worthy to be told.
The passing of Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett not only shows how much they have contributed to the entertainment industry but also how much influence they have on the rest of the world. It is a stark reminder that even in one’s greatness, one can never get away with the inevitable that is death; that one can never cheat death regardless of who you are or what you have. Indeed, death comes like a thief in the night, unbeknownst to you.
Losing a loved one may bring about a great deal of emotional pain and trauma. Some may find it hard to accept why it happened and move on with their lives. I should know. I lost my mother to cancer too. I was angry, sad, hurt and depressed. I was just too young and too naive at that time. I was just not ready to accept that my mother's already gone. But I had to move on.
One grieves in his own way and time, and it is important to accept that there is a reason for what happened, even if you may not clearly see it. Eventually, you will understand why. By accepting the situation, you free yourself from the pain and are then ready to move on with your life. One thing that death can touch is the idea that you can look at it in a positive light.
Death should not be viewed as a mere loss or an end; it should be looked upon as a gain and a start of a new and uncharted journey.