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Monday, October 3, 2011

WHEN I WAS YOUNG…Ode to Michael Jackson

Back in the days when I was young_and I am not young anymore, but which I was_I used to have the biggest crush on Michael Jackson.  I used to daydream about being the mother of his children. In fact, now that I think about it I am inclined to believe that he was my first love. No lie. When I first saw his Thriller  video which was released in the fall of 1982 from his solo album by the same name, I was both scared and excited at the same time. I remember pretending to be the girl in the video. I loved every song on that album from "Billie Jeans" to "Beat It."  Naturally, the older I got  the bigger my obsession with Michael grew and by the time I was a teenager I knew every song and watch every video that was ever released. Indeed, he dazzled me with his dance moves and kept me in an hypnotic trance with his swagger.  No doubt, I thought he was the sexiest man alive.  At that time I was a loyal fanatic, and despite the scandals (alleged child molestation) that plagued him my love for him was irrefragable. 

Then one hot summer day in June of 2008 my world came to devastating halt. I couldn't hardly believe it when I heard it on the news that my beloved Michael had past away.  I was overcome with grieve, pain and sorrow.  I cried for days as I was inconsolable and in my desire to keep him alive I played his music nonstop. Eventually as time past and I came to term with his passing I realized dead or alive Michael still held a special place in my heart. And still do.  

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WHEN I WAS YOUNG…Ode to Michael Jackson

Back in the days when I was young_and I am not young anymore, but which I was_I used to have the biggest crush on Michael Jackson.  I used to daydream about being the mother of his children. In fact, now that I think about it I am inclined to believe that he was my first love. No lie. When I first saw his Thriller  video which was released in the fall of 1982 from his solo album by the same name, I was both scared and excited at the same time. I remember pretending to be the girl in the video. I loved every song on that album from "Billie Jeans" to "Beat It."  Naturally, the older I got  the bigger my obsession with Michael grew and by the time I was a teenager I knew every song and watch every video that was ever released. Indeed, he dazzled me with his dance moves and kept me in an hypnotic trance with his swagger.  No doubt, I thought he was the sexiest man alive.  At that time I was a loyal fanatic, and despite the scandals (alleged child molestation) that plagued him my love for him was irrefragable. 

Then one hot summer day in June of 2008 my world came to devastating halt. I couldn't hardly believe it when I heard it on the news that my beloved Michael had past away.  I was overcome with grieve, pain and sorrow.  I cried for days as I was inconsolable and in my desire to keep him alive I played his music nonstop. Eventually as time past and I came to term with his passing I realized dead or alive Michael still held a special place in my heart. And still do.