The news came to MJ at the Pittsburgh airport on the way to
Boston for a well deserved vacation. My family and I were so looking forward to
seeing Tim and MJ. I had painted MJ's name on the back of the comfy chair. We
were ready!
Any normal person would have just turned around and gone
home. But MJ was coming. And as usual we would have to listen to her bitch and
moan the next 6 days. Like she isn't enough high maintenance already!
MJ arrived in Boston and ignored everyone. My Son Joey was
so looking forward to seeing her, and she walked by him at the house without
even a hello. He was devastated. She then proceeded to kick Callie the Lab in
the head. This was only topped by Timmy taking a photo of her and she grabbed
the phone and thru it in the lake. This was going to be a great week. Anyone
have a spare I-Phone for Uncle Tim to borrow?
Ah - but maybe I am confusing this with how I would have
reacted to the news. In fact the hug at the airport was so sincere and outward,
with the incredible positive attitude emanating, I knew we were in for a wonderful
week. And as it turned out, between Timmy's 10 pound grape leaves, and a small
glass of Scotch here and there, it was as usual inspiring to see the amazing
fight and attitude MJ consistently demonstrates. I am sad to say we see her off
this morning, but all our love and prayers are with her and her family, and in
our hearts we know she will again conquer this next challenge with the heart of
a lion, continuing to earn the admiration of all she comes in contact with.
