I'm remembering Michael Jackson

It finally hit me. Michael Jackson is dead. I had not planned on watching his memorial today but I found myself doing so and grateful. I suppose I was in some sort of shock induced denial. I didn’t put myself in a situation where I would hear more news or listen to his music. I know now why. He did have an influence on me. There is something captivating in his music. I grew up in it. The loss is great and now I’m feeling it with the world. I sob instantly when I hear his music. I am taken aback, recalling my years past and how his music moved me then and now. I remember dancing to his music in grade school for a talent show. I remember swooning over him during my early teenage years. I remember as a newly aunt rocking my baby nephew to his song. I remember his song being my graduating high school song. I remember feeling his bond to unite the world and make it a better place. I remember those kind of fond memories and more. His children has fond memories too and so I ache for them above all. God bless you little ones!

I love you Michael Jackson and thank you for your music. Rest in peace.