Almost as soon as word spread about Tameka Raymond’s 11-year-old son’s tragic jet-ski accident, folks began to wonder if her son’s horrific crash was a result of bad karma. Throughout the weekend I spotted Facebook statuses and tweets warning folks not to treat others too harshly, lest karma come ‘a knocking and do you like it did Tameka—ripping out her heart and taking her child with it.
Then the headlines began pouring out about Usher. For the past few days most of the articles written about Kyle’s accident have been about how the singer rushed to Tameka side as his stepson fought for his life. Several blurbs, a mountain of tweets, and a gaggle of Facebook posts later, Usher has been hailed as the model parent, friend, and supporter while Tameka, Kyle’s mother, has been all but forgotten, or worse, gossiped about.
As soon as I spotted the first headline wondering how Usher is dealing with his stepson’s accident, my mind immediately went to Tameka. I can’t imagine losing a child in such a horrible way, never mind having to deal with the media (bloggers and twitterers alike) either blaming you for his predicament or forgetting you’re in pain, too.