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A Conversation about Bret Mich*aels

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So I have to set my relationship (well, I mean he doesn’t know I’m alive or anything) must have started back in high school.  No, I wasn’t in high school in the 80’s.  In fact, I didn’t start kindergarten until 1990.  However, I used the ever popular Poison song “Every Rose Has It’s Thorn” as part of a huge junior English project.  I get that song stuck in my head any time I think about that project.

I digress.  Anywho, I haven’t thought much about Bret until recently because my husband and I thoroughly enjoy The Celebrity Apprentice.  (Side note:  I totally disagree with Rod Blag*ojevich and don’t really love him, but he was super entertaining on this show!)  I have actually grown to like Bret a lot on the show, and his recent illness has caught my attention.

It just seems so weird to watch him on Sunday and see him seem so full of life, and then just BOOM!  His life is forever changed.  It scares me to think how instantly life can be gone or greatly affected.  It truly is a precious gift from God.  I do hope he has a full recovery, if for nothing else than his two young daughters. 

I have to admit, I never thought I would be doing a blog post on Bret, but ya never know I guess.  Life is short whether you live ‘till the ripe old age of 104 or it is tragically cut short much sooner.  I guess the moral of the story is: love the Lord with you whole being and love your neighbor – all else doesn’t really matter.

Comments

Mostly Style said…
I totally agree!!! I have watched Bret on Rock of Love and though I didn't think I really was a BIG fan of his, but I too like him on Celebrity Apprentice. Any who, I was so shocked when I heard about his medical issues! Have a good rest of the week!
Sarah Louise said…
It is so sad what is happening to him...I take care of people like him almost every day and it is sad to see how quickly, and dramatically a persons life can change. It certainly makes you think about your own life.

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