anotherlook

A private memorial service for 16-year old Jett Travolta, son of Kelly and John Travolta, is being planned in Florida, friends and family are gathering at the home where Jett lived with his parents and his sister.  Due to his illness, seizures were common and according to the death certificate a seizure caused his death.  This should be the end of the story, yet it is not. 

Are we so ready to judge John Travolta on his methods of dealing with his son based on his religious beliefs that we are invading his existence, with our morbid curiosity during a time of deep grief, with our narrow minded suspicions and innuendos?  Are we so sure that ours is the only way when we see the love displayed between a father and a son – a whole family of support? 

Are we, in some way showing, that because they seemed so happy that there must be something terrible to bestow this ugly tragedy on a family who seemed to thrive with love and togetherness?  So we begin to pick at the fabric of the unity that they have, and imply such ugly things in their moment of unbelievable grief. 

With so much ugliness happening, all around us every day, if you want to raise a voice about the things that are important, focus on the injustices that you see in the world.  Leave the Travolta’s alone during this time of mourning.  Stop implying that that family did wrong by their choice of religion or that Jett’s death was some kind of sign. 

I am sure that he and Kelly took care of Jett and loved him dearly.  What else really matters, Jett is gone away from here.  I don’t know too much about what Scientology does and does not believe in, but it is clear that John and Kelly were in touch with the medical field to some degree.  

Leave it alone, let Jett go home and allow your implied criticisms, morbid curiosity and negativity to be washed away with empathy, understanding and love for this family and what they are having to endure because it could very easily have been you grieving instead of the Travolta family.  Then how would you feel hearing these ugly innuendos and criticisms, when you knew in your heart the real love you felt at being touched by a life like a special needs child. 

I love you JT and I hope this incident does not take away your ability to laugh because that is a gift that you have given to me over the years and I appreciate it, with all that I seeing happening in this world we live in, “laughter is the best medicine”.  Stay strong and mourn with your family, know that Jett is at peace and you guys find peace as well. 

And that’s the way I see it!!