When November rolls around each year since 1997 I start to feel a slump in my nerve and my soul starting to freeze as I brace myself for another anniversary of Michael's death.
I go through stages of listening to his last album and understanding yet another part of the hurt he was trying to deal with.
When someone dies like he did those left behind are left with a loss that stabs at the heart with repeated bewilderment at how someone so loved and so needed could feel so abandoned that he would abandon his earthly shackles for spiritual freedom in another world far from here.
I try not to dwell on his death as it hurts too much to remember but focus upon my memories of him as a young man with stars in his eyes and ambition in his heart.
For those who never met Michael or knew him personally, he was not a perfect human being but a very human one. Funny, sexy, silly, intelligent, hungry and charismatic are words that only touch the aura that surrounded his person. He was for me a truely loved one that I remember well. Rest in peace beautiful boy.
I go through stages of listening to his last album and understanding yet another part of the hurt he was trying to deal with.
When someone dies like he did those left behind are left with a loss that stabs at the heart with repeated bewilderment at how someone so loved and so needed could feel so abandoned that he would abandon his earthly shackles for spiritual freedom in another world far from here.
I try not to dwell on his death as it hurts too much to remember but focus upon my memories of him as a young man with stars in his eyes and ambition in his heart.
For those who never met Michael or knew him personally, he was not a perfect human being but a very human one. Funny, sexy, silly, intelligent, hungry and charismatic are words that only touch the aura that surrounded his person. He was for me a truely loved one that I remember well. Rest in peace beautiful boy.