The Final Curtain

I do not usually respond to the news of the day, but today is different. Michael Jackson died today. I believe that Michael and I were very much alike. Longing for a childhood of his own, he surrounded himself with small children and a place where he never had to grow up. Longing for a childhood of my own and safety from the monsters under the bed, I created a world for my daughter where animals talked and reasoned, and became a part of an ever growing loving family.

My heart is so broken because Michael was a gentle soul who looked for love in all the wrong places. He meant so very well but was used by those who saw the answer to their prayers in the simple expectations of a man clinging to a childhood he never had. Michael lived through the children he helped to enjoy a time that is quick and fleeting. Only once are all things so wonderful, pure and filled with joy.

Growing up is easy. It is remaining a child filled with wonder, and a belief in magic that is difficult.

Good-bye Michael. We will miss you for all that you are and have been. My love to you!!