GSP's Manager Brings Primetime To Grandma Dee!

My family knows I am not prone to exaggerate, but on Bleacher Report I have to let my readers be the judge of that.

This morning I got a message from Shari Spencer that rocked my world.

To those UFC fans who are in the know, Shari Spencer is the lovely and generous woman who manages Georges St. Pierre.

Bleacher Report readers who have been around since I have (2007) may remember a poem that I wrote for Georges St. Pierre in 2007.

The words to the poem were stuck in my head ever since I witnessed Georges bring his mother into the octagon and raising her up on his shoulder to honor her after he won his first WW championship title from Matt Hughes.

The moment was so touching for me that I cried for over half an hour, and can still bring tears to my eyes just remembering the scene.

Beautiful memories like that move me to remember them by writing down my feelings in poetry or prose and storing them away.

Of course, since the words were stuck in my head for a long time, I finally wrote them down at three o'clock one morning on a Poetry.com site. Later, when I reread the poem I was shocked at all the words I had misspelled in my sleep-drugged condition, so I edited my submission.

Next I kept getting notices of having won a contest and invitations to go to Las Vegas and read my poem at a convention.

Here, on Bleacher Report, I chronicled my feelings about this "honor" and recorded the fact that I do not travel.

Readers have complained that I discuss my medical condition and having Multiple Sclerosis too freely in my articles, perhaps not understanding the disease itself or the impact it can have on a person's life.

My purpose in disclosing my ordeals with MS which went undiagnosed from 1965 until 1996 don't understand my need to educate my readers about a very mysterious and elusive disease through my own experiences.

My frustration at having written the poem and wanting desperately to share it with Georges St, Pierre's mother has become my obsession. I wanted to get it to her while I am still alive.

Thanks to Shari Spencer I now know that Paulyne has received the poem.

When I awoke after noon today (yes, I keep odd hours), I had a long awaited message from Shari.

My poem had been translated into French and was shared with Georges' mother at the family dinner that was shown to millions of viewers on the Primetime 24/7 show's last installment Wednesday night.

I had thought that I had seen Shari in a background scene as Georges and his friends arrived at his childhood home for the dinner. I sat at home enjoying the experience vicariously and marveling at the amount of the people assembled for the dinner, trying to recall if I had ever been able to cook a meal for a crowd that large.

My memory failed me, so I may never know.

My admiration for Georges' family keeps on growing and the love they have for one another is truly heart warming for me to be a witness to, although it is by way of television.

The love and appreciation I have for Shari Spencer for letting me feel that I was apart of the occasion is something I can never adequately express.

I will simply have to say:

"Thank you Shari for letting me be a part of the Primetime experience. You have my undying appreciation and admiration!"