I was 11 years old when Michael died, but I remember the day clearly. Now I'm 16, very close to 17, and it seems like a lifetime ago. There's no use in thinking about that day now, I'd rather think about the life he lived and the good times I remember. Michael was an beautiful person who gave me hope when I really needed it. If I could thank him now I'd do it a thousand times. I send my love to Tiger, may she grow up to be as sweet as she is now, and understand how loved she is.