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ESSAYS SUMITTED BELOW. PLAY TRIBUTE TO MJ ABOVE
TheChosenOne My Contribution
Michael & Me
My story goes back to 1974 or so. My cousin used to line up all the little children in our gap to sing back up for her heartfelt performance of "Ben". That is my first memory of Michael. I was four and maybe I didn't know really who he was, but he certainly a part of my life in some indefinable way.
I boogied my heart out to the Jacksons' disco and the now classic
Off The Wall hits, felt sad and strangely moved whenever I heard "One Day In Your Life" or "She's Out Of My Life".
Then one day, early in 1983, I was home sick from school when the opening strains of "Beat It" started. I remember that moment like it was yesterday. I went BERSERK. I bounced around like a mad woman. No song had ever affected me like that before. Little did I know that some 28 years later I would still feel that sense of reckless, soul-deep joy and excitement.
Needless to say, I became obsessed with Michael and my school work suffered. I knew I had to get my act together but it was only when I really listened to the lyrics of "Wanna Be Starting Something" that I made a change:
Lift your head up high
And scream out to the world
I know I am someone
And let the truth unfurl
Noone can hurt you now
Cause you what's true
Yes, I believe in me
So you believe in you
From that night Michael has been inspiring me. When I want to focus on
being the change I want to see in the world, I listen to "Man In The Mirror", "Heal The World" and "Earth Song". When I get discouraged and doubt myself I listen to "Keep The Faith" at full blast!!
When I look at Michael's life, I am always inspired. This man worked his ass off to fulfill his purpose in life. He was gracious no matter the circumstance. And, as Rev Sharpton said "Every time he got knocked down, he got back up. Every time you counted him out, he came back in. Michael never stopped. Michael never stopped. Michael never stopped."
Michael was dedicated to his craft. I watch
This Is It and I see his attention to detail, how he treated his work colleagues with respect and kindness. I work in the performing arts and Michael's attitude has shaped how I interact with my colleagues.
He is a part of my life until I die. He is a part of me because I connect with his message of love, purpose and social and moral responsibility.
Hi Tamara, [Team]
I hope you like it. It comes straight from the heart.
Much love to you and god bless you for all you do.
Maria MJ
Essay Submission By Maria MJ:
When I was a little girl dancing around with Don't Stop Till You Get Enough, the heart knew very little on what would follow in the next 3 decades. The only feeling that prevailed was the sinking of this velvet voice to the depths of my soul--and I didn't even know why.
In the years that followed, if I could sum up who I was I'd say a restless spirit in constant wonderment and quest--for what? Hardly did I know. All I knew is that the world as I saw it was far away from the world I dreamed. Michael, with every new album and twist of his life gave me a firm push forward: "This is what we're looking at, this is how we must change it, this is our call to action".
30 years later I woke up on a summer morning to the dreadful news. My mind simply shut itself down--it couldn't process what had happened. I walked like a robot around the house, woke up my son and whispered: 'Michael is gone'. No expression, no tears, nothing. Just a plain statement. He hugged me and my body was stiff like wood or iron.
It took me about ten days to break down and start crying. My mentor was gone. My inspiration no longer shared the same sky with me. All the years had gone down the drain, or wherever he was. Nonetheless, I felt violently amputated: nothing would ever be the same anymore. He was gone. Comfort seemed to be only in this better place he had moved in. Consolation came only in the thought of being with him once again.
Somehow I had to pull myself together. There was work to be done--this message kept coming in my dreams. I opened up like a sunflower that turns towards the sun: "Please let me know what I have to do."
And then it came in between summer days and all the way through the first autumn chills--writing. During one of our long talks he grabbed me by the arm and said: "I will not let you till you take me and put me into words." And so I did.
I wrote countless poems while shedding tears over tons of paper. Most of these poems are nameless, meaning they could refer to any loss, yet they were about MY loss which also was the personal loss of some millions and a great loss for mankind. And some of the poems I didn't even write myself; words were dictated to me. It's Michael talking.
I want to share one of them with you. This poem is about you all and it's yours to keep.
Michael’s prayer for the mourning fans
"My Master and Savior
Hear my prayer, forgive my fears
I have cried Lord for all my sins
I have wept so long with bitter tears
my soul is bleeding for my kids
and those who shared my life and deeds.
This time oh Lord I cry again,
for I can see the greatest pain.
I see your children torn apart
in shattered pieces every heart,
their heads are lowered in despair,
their hands uniting in a prayer,
their lives tormented in the shades
holding their hands in sad parades
asking in agony "but why?"
calling my name time after time
They are in pain for I am gone
their day is grey, dark is their dawn.
To their love I blossom, I inspire, I cry,
but to their grief again I die.
Please let them know how much I live
and through each one how much I give!
Give them the sight to see what's clear,
to see Your wonder, to see I'm here!
Let them hear the joyful message,
that I had to go to make my passage
into each and everyone's heart and mind,
for they are blessed these ties that bind.
I want to hold them in my arms
and blow away the painful harms.
Give them patience, give them wisdom
to see the mission, to feel the freedom
to call my name, to ask me things
to hear the answers, to spread their wings
to fly beyond their time and space
and make in them a loving place.
Above the waves of despair to rise
to make your world a paradise.
Lift from their hearts the clouds of sorrow,
and let me guide their new tomorrow."
© Maria MJ
How Does Michael Jackson Inspire You?
Waiting on the Moon
by: msdeweydiva
Dictionaries define “inspire” as the ability, by a divine influence, to do or feel something.To be inspired shows how the actions of another can breathe new life into a stagnant spirit. For me, Michael embodies inspiration and positivity, through his constant message of worldwide love and unity. He simply was a breath of fresh air for the music industry and ultimately, countless people all over the planet.The world admired these qualities in the divine union of his music and dance. In his selfless humanitarian gestures. And for quite a while now, I’ve associated the constant, glowing moon with the essence of Michael Jackson. Perhaps these romantic notions are too ethereal to capture regarding his musical talent and universal appeal. But his beautiful spirit, gentle kindness, and loving heart will always remain magically inspiring forces.
Let’s start at the beginning, a very good place to start. My earliest memory of being captured by Michael's music began in the mid 70s. I loved listening to Top 40 hits on our local radio station and would ask Mom to buy K-Tel records to play on my turntable. This is how I heard 'Blame It On the Boogie' for the first time. I also remember hearing 'Dancing Machine' on AM radio and trying with great enthusiasm to do the robot dance. I remember watching snippets of the Jacksons Variety show on TV. I was only 7 years old. In 1979, at the tender age of 10, we did a dance routine to the first three minutes of 'Don't Stop 'til You Get Enough' in gym class, the tune blaring through the gymnasium while me and 20 or so girls had a blast doing the moves right up until he sang, ‘Aaaoowww!’
But it wasn't until 1983, while sleeping over at a friend's house, that I fell in love with the photo on the Thriller album cover. I thought, 'My goodness, he's GORGEOUS' and would just stare at him while we played the songs over and over again. It wasn't long until I had my own copy, which I still have today. I so clearly remember watching the now iconic Motown 25 performance of Billie Jean while sitting on the living room floor, completely mesmerized.
So, by 1984, I knew all the Thriller songs and 'Say, Say, Say' and I'd watch MTV hoping to see Beat It, Billie Jean, or Thriller. One pin-up picture became a multitude of posters and magazine photos covering all four of my bedroom walls -- my very own version of Michael inspired wallpaper. I was only 14 years old but there was just something magnetic about him, an inexplicable attraction, and I absolutely loved his looks, his music and dancing, and that we were from the same state.
But I think the moment I fell head over heels in love with him was watching him accept all those Grammys in 1984, when he took off his glasses for the girls way up in the balcony. I loved his shyness and his voice and his incredible smile. His entire demeanor, mannerisms, and humbleness took my breath away.
I was hopelessly hooked. I couldn't wait to get Bad, buying it on that 'new' compact disc format even though I already had the vinyl. Then buying Moonwalker on VHS, and Moonwalk, and all the CD singles. Tuning in to see the 'Black or White' video on television. Buying all the CD singles from Dangerous. Watching MTV's 10th Anniversary celebration and tuning in faithfully to the 'worldwide MTV premiere' of all his new videos. No matter the controversies, the lies that became 'truth,' I saw and admired his beautiful spirit, his exceptional talent, his inspiring social awareness and humanitarian efforts. I bought HIStory because I loved hearing his voice and wanted to learn and absorb every word of all his new songs. My way of connecting with with him was, is and always will be through his music. Even while I lived my life, graduated from high school and college, bought my first house, married my first love and had two sons, Michael was always present musically, giving us a collection of his wonderful music with Invincible. Again, he mesmerized me with his 30th Anniversary Special performances in September 2001. I walked through a store while shopping and saw the 25th Anniversary Edition of Thriller CD, that famously gorgeous Michael pose, and told my husband, 'I can't help it, I've gotta get this.'
It broke my heart when he left us. He was such a good person with a beautiful heart. Now, my kids love his music and ask me to play his stuff in the car. I usually do so at a very loud volume. Michael Jackson is the soundtrack of my life. I feel such a sweet connection to him through his musical genius and talent, a gift he freely gave to everyone, but most importantly, I admire his constant love and gentleness, the kindness in his eyes. He has that intangible ability to fill others with joy and laughter and inspires me above all things, to love.
He captured my heart so long ago and never let it go. Maybe someday, we’ll meet again on the sweetly shining moon, our shoes creating softly glowing moonbeams, dancing the dream together.
--
Tracy
How Does Michael Jackson Inspire You
By: MJ~And~Me
My story
Twenty two years ago I was born with cerebal palsy. The horrible stories are not lingering in my head, as I was too young, but getting to an age of nine, I noticed that something wasn't right. It was that I couldn't play on swings, play football or anything like that, but to help me was my very close friends.
It was hitting me at night time one night time as the normal routine was happening, you know, eating supper, then reading a book, then going to sleep. One night time we couldn't find a book to read, someone put the radio on about eight o'clock, you know about that time I used to think what a rare life I had, still listening to the radio, a song came on, it went a bit like this: 'another day has gone, I'm still all alone, how could this be, that you're not here with me.?' I asked quite quickly who is this? My carer said isn't it Michael Jackson, I said 'yes, but what is it called?' before the carer could say anything I heard the four words 'you are not alone', at that second I became a big fan. The carer that was here for eight years but has now gone, but I'm being helped by Michael to get over it. The carer said 'I've got the video', my mind went blank, I didn't know what he looked like and was he saving lives on the video, like he did mine? I borrowed it the next day and he looked so caring and innocent, and from there on I've been calling him my Dad, because my Dad left my Mum and when I was only young, this is creepy listen, when Michael was only five years old, he couldn't play football or go on swings, and he had got a Dad, but his Dad used to beat him up. There are so many comparisons that I can't think of them all right now.
Years ago I had a carer called Helen, we used to play babyish games because Mum couldn't play with me when I was young. In the end Mum got worried because I was fifteen gong on sixteen and we kept playing these games, but that's because I didn't get a childhood, like Michael didn't. She went two years ago, again, like the carer that went after eight years, Michael helped me, but for this carer it was a song called 'have you seen my childhood?'
Now I will get to where I was going in this story. I've got a better life but not a normal life. I get hurt from my hands hitting my head from the involuntary body movements I have, I have medicine three times a day, and every time I go into hospital I wear a T-shirt because I've seen Michael visiting hospitals, so when I wear a T-shirt with him on it, it's like he's with me.
I'm not joking, but you can forget this part if you don't believe me, last year I had to go into hospital for a big back operation and they had their own radio station, which I don't think you can request any songs, but on the morning of the operation, what came on the radio? 'another day has gone, I'm still all alone, how could this be. that you're not here with me?'. That's right it was 'you are not alone', obviously by Michael Jackson. It took fourteen days to get over the operation, but as you can guess, it wasn't only the family and careers that helped me get over it, it was like Michael in spirit. No more songs came on, except for the one that Mum did request.
Unlike 'you are not alone', that was a year ago, but 5 years ago something disgusting and disrespectful happened to Michael, he was accused of child molestation. If I could have been in that courtroom I would have, but because I can't get on a plane because I cannot sit in a plane seat, they will not let a chair on board, which I find disgusting and bias, anyway I would have had to pay two carers. But I know that Michael believes in all of his fans that were supporting him through the awful trial. So don't you get it? I eat, drink and breathe for Michael. So if it wasn't for Michael's song, 'you are not alone', I wonder if i would still be eating or drinking, or in a corner of a room rocking back and forward, or hey, I've got to be truthful, I might not even be here. Thanks to Michael, I feel that I can conquer anything, because Michael loves his fans, if you don't believe me about him being a lifesaver, do go on the internet, there is a website that has a story about a woman, he saved her life, and she became a fan, the same way I became a fan.
From Sam xx
MJ~And~Me
"How Does Michael Jackson Inspire You"
By:
windy09
I am inspired by Michael in many ways, but first, I’d like to tell you why before I tell you how. As I have embarked on my journey since Michael left this world on June 25, 2009, I have found that while he was human just like the rest of us, he was also extraordinary. He taught us and left us many gifts.
Michael was gifted with extraordinary creativity, talent and genius. As I learn more about who Michael was, I see and feel his energy and light when I watch him perform or hear him singing. While I absolutely love his music, I also love his heart and soul. He inspires me to open my heart to love more, be more generous, be more compassionate and empathetic of others, be kind, have humility and grace, respect all life (even a bug), care for our planet and work to be the best that I can be. I keep hearing in my ear “it’s time for you to shine”.
I've been a fan of Michael going all the way back to the Jackson 5 days. I would wake up on Saturday morning so that I could watch their cartoons. I loved listening to their music. As Michael grew older, I continued to be a fan. His voice was just amazing for someone of his age; how is that possible? His gift of voice is like no other. It is said that Michael was able to sing 4 octaves. Having some music background, I understand what that means. That is true talent. Michael has a range that is wide and he had amazing control of his vocals and great timing. When he sings, his voice is perfect in every way. I don’t think Michael could sing out of tune even if he wanted to. Michael could sing any type of genre of music. His ability to engage while he was performing allowed him to be completely in the moment. That was obvious to anyone watching him perform.
Of course, I need to mention Michael’s dancing. His dancing was something that I am still memorized with when I watch him. I do believe him when he said that he felt his talents were a gift from God. I see that in him while he performs. I see the varied influences ranging from James Brown, Jackie Wilson, Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire, Bob Fosse and others. I grew up with the same influences. One of my favorite things to do was to watch the various musical movies with Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, Gene Kelly, Sammy Davis Jr.; the list goes on. I just learned of the Bob Fosse influence on Michael from a post on MJJCommunity. Now that I know this and I watch Michael’s last move when singing Human Nature, it’s all very clear to me. His moves are innovative, graceful, precise and tell a story. Michael's words in his poems, essays and song lyrics; I feel are a reflection of his soul. He was able to communicate his messages through his words and music. His messages are very clear. There is no ambiguity whatsoever.
While I mentioned Michael’s talent, I must not forget Michael's humanitarian and philanthropic contributions. Michael gave of himself in many ways, including his time, money, his name and guidance. He founded the Heal the World Foundation (HTWF) and contributed to various other causes and charities. Unfortunately, he has not received the recognition he so deserves for this; not that Michael even wanted it, but it is important that people understand how Michael’s actions exemplified the type of human being that he was. He was not just a great performer and entertainer. Sure he has been recognized on various occasions; however, his accomplishments were overshadowed by other aspects of his life; much of which was fabricated and sensationalized through the tabloid and even mainstream media. Michael endured so much, but yet his focus was still directed at helping others, healing the world and saving the planet. How could one not be inspired by that?
Every day, I am inspired even more to do the same. My life has significantly changed since June 25, 2009. I am a completely different person and my priorities have changed. While I have always believed in helping people before June 2009, now I dedicate my life to service of others, the planet and the greater good. I have grown spiritually as well. Up until June, I always prided myself as being very logical and in control of things in my life. I now think differently and realize I need to not try to control every aspect of my life. I’ve learned to live in the moment and learned to keep my heart open, appreciate what is in front and around me and also the people in my life. I do not take anything for granted. Nothing happens by coincidence and everything that happens in our life is the result of a choice that we make or that is supposed to happen. Spiritually, I am connected, but that journey continues and will for eternity. I know that now. I truly believe Michael fulfilled his mission and is now working to heal the world on a much larger scale. While he was here and even now, his message continues to be discovered. While there are many messages that Michael shared with us, the most important one that is the basis of everything in this world is that it's all for love, L.O.V.E. Michael believed in and lived that message. There are many people that influence us as we go through life. Michael was and still is a great teacher. I still learn from him every single day and for that I am truly humbled and grateful. Thank you Michael and I love you more.
This is Daryll478 from MJJC and I'd like to send in my essay for this project...
"Michael is truly FOREVER..."
This 'topic" has been bugging me for quite awhile now...
How do you write about something that is so 'natural'...
I have never questioned Michael in my life...
He's always been there like a shadow, a friend in need, that soothing voice in your darkest hour...
I fell in love with him when I was 10 and started 'sensing' a "spiritual connection" with Michael at age 16...
Indeed, didn't have a lot of friends... I was the weird one always knowing what would happen next even before it happened in 'real time'...
I used to 'hate' that gift but as years dragged on and more events happened that 'proved' my 'connection', I finally 'accepted' it and decided to 'cultivate' that 'hidden' part of me...
People call it "The 6th sense"... I call it "soul nourishment' ...
I do "aura talk" too... That is simply sending someone positive vibes and that's real cool...
I of course could simply say... I've become a writer 'cause of Michael as Michael inspires me to write but you just don't 'become' a writer...
Its something thats already in you and just blossoms open... Talent can't be taught, you know...
What strikes me the most is... Michael is always there for you... even more in your 'darkest hour'...
I call myself the latest "scanner model" as I've been in every existing scanner to 'pinpoint' my ongoing medical problems and I see how they care
for me and "worry" so much about the "hospital time" and the "outcome" and me?
I'm NOT scared, I'm NOT worried as I know Michael will care for me... with his soft touch, soothing care and giggling silly talk...
I know, the following sounds weird but I had a MNR scan and everyone is so caring and worried and me?
I just fell asleep and had a cool time with Michael...
"Argh, is this is a new mix by Gaz? " he commented. "Where are the heehee's and Aouw's in this mix? "
"Ah, you silly, We're in the scanner, be quiet and don't make me laugh. I have to lay still " I commented and smiled.
So he started singing "Monster" as he was 'bored' of the scanner sound...
I had the biggest smile on my face when they told me I had to get out of the scanner... I just told them, I fell asleep...
A lot of people even fans are 'scared' of me or even 'jealous' yeah that I have those 'visions' but I can't help it that Michael wants to 'sooth'
me through this 'dark period' in my life... Michael is indeed truly FOREVER...
Written by Daryll478.
June 2011.
My Contribution:agree:
"Anticipation vs. Expectation = The Michael Jackson Factor" by MJ TinkerBell
No matter what size stage of Talk Show, Auditorium, Arena or Venue Michael Jackson stepped on to, the audience was feverishly completely and helplessly capitvated. Never to be disappointed, the longer you remained and stayed under his MAGICAL spell.
Even before he opened his mouth to utter a single melodious word or musical note, no one dared blink or turn their gaze away and miss what Michael Jackson would do or what would happen next.
Thousands of Ushers and Security Detail where already hard pressed to excavate and remove Fans who had done the unthinkable and passed out before their Michael Jackson experience could even begin and the performance to even start.
Michael Jackson never let it enter his mind that he would ever disappoint, or let his Fans down. Instead he would find new ways to stay connected and open to his devoted Fans, with his letters of gratitude, sending invitations to the lucky chosen, in a crowd, as well as sending a pizza down for those who never left his window, with a love note on the inside of the box.
In the ultimate reciprocation of his love to allow these Fans to come and meet him personally. Not for them but for HIM.
"There were probably 300-400 fans outside his hotel chanting Michael, I didn’t do that because I wanted to show respect since his children was asleep and his guards came out and asked us to leave. There were probably 40-50 fans left around 1.30-5.00am in the morning. ]Michael had sent down his guards to get all of us pizza. And these are the words the bodyguards told us: “This is from Michael”, that was such an amazing gesture of Michael thinking about us. We will be forever grateful because of that."-Cindy – a PROUD Swedish MJ fan!
Michael Jackson did what NO OTHER Artist of his magnitude would ever do, he allowed his Fans the opportunity and the time to give their LOVE to Him, no matter what the personal cost to His-self. He liked to call this simmering, and sizzling while He gave what He WANTED HIS FANS TO HAVE, when He was among them on any stage, He would give until it hurt And HE WOULD CRY.
Hundreds of thousands of His devoted Fans would wait outside his hotel room windows, waiting for a glimpse or a wave of acknowledgment of any kind. They needed Him to know they were there and would always be, for hours and even days, in all weather conditions as far as the eye could see.
"Oooh I was amazed. It was GREAT! They gave me everything. They showered me with gifts. You know, clothing, food. And in the hotel... I was in this hotel, right? Big, big, hotel. It had a bowling alley, it had a big game room, big swimming pool. But when I would look out of my window, as far as I could see, there would be people. They even would sleep out there, waiting for me. They would sleep out there!!! All day long they would stand there. At night they would be out there waiting for me. It was just..... They could not have been sweeter. And I loved it. And I am thinking about buying a house there in Africa."
-Michael Jackson
Michael masterfully floated between Star and Star Gazer. To maintain such a balance of naturally unleashed talent and wildly untamed energy, merged together to build into a harmonic human kinetic vibration of ebb and flow. The hair on your body would spark to attention and the butterflies would be undeniable, and uncontrollably unabbaited.
In the center of sea of people, hundreds of thousands strong at any times, an empty platform adorned with probing,twinkling with lights, all eyes where riveted for a cosmic performance the likes to which none has ever seen or will see, would and was going to happen right in front of them, like a spiritual vision and nothing would ever be the same again in this singular event.
Michael Jackson has been dreaming of this moment over and over again, since he was a little boy with dream silly dream of this moment of His connection to His Fans who LOVED Him, 277 concert interactions to be exact. He would practice and rehearse precisely what he was going to do and willing to do, to SHOW his LOVE and blow EVERYONE away in 120 minutes of purely unparralled display of a SUPER STAR exposing His blood, sweat and tears through His life in work and turned it into Art.
Michael Jackson would leave nothing to CHANCE, NOTHING! That could affect the interpretation of a super nova in the language of an uninterrupted connection between a source and it's divine creator. With mutli-facetted outlets of never-ending life-force of purposefulness and fulfilled direction.
When Michael Jackson finally, mercifully took HIS STAGE and rightful PLACE, and looked out among His devoted, to pause and inhale thier LOVE for Him, he made no attempt correct nor quiet them, instead it infused Him with MORE to GIVE them back. A crowd so linked by ONE MIND, out of control and unrestrained unable to be handle even to themselves. Such a wave of oneness with incomprehensible unfuruled abandon, not to be contained until long into the night.
No barrier , No Law, No Limits, No Interruptions and Nothing could hold back or be held back, in an atmosphere so ablaze with the anticipation of the next moment and minute of what was to unfold in front of their ravenous eyes, never daunted by the shame of wanting and desiring MORE of anything Michael Jackson was going to do next.
There is no comparison for which to compare, and no measure with which to explain, in it it is surely UNDEFINABLE in the definition. In it's indescribable and incermountable to articulate such an unbelievable sight, with your own as it's witness. Diminishing all other Artists in it's scope to meet with this kind of Fan frenzied out-pouring of attention, loyalty, surging and driving, ALL for a small stage in the epicenter.
What is the measure of man who could hold this kind of POWER, then grasp it, harness it and then undeminished RETURN it to the audience and SUCCESSFULLY give that POWER back in LOVE in the exact same measure as it was conceived and received. Undaunted, unending and un-conditionally.
When you saw Michael Jackson, you would know 3 things for sure, like you have never known before..
1) You EXPECTED your EXPECTATIONS to be blown out of your minds CONCIOUS LIMITAIONS !
2) Your ANTICIPATION for the exact moment He WOULD DO IT, was a matter of WHEN not IF !
3) You would never see a musically untrained, naturally talented Performer and Gifted Mega Star, EVER the same way again!!
The anticipation and expectation of the Greatest Performer that EVER lived and LOVED, would never dwindle, hadn't subsided and would infinetly seemlessly LIVE on forever. Intwinded and inner-woven and ingrained into the eyes of the beholder that caught a glimpse of THE GREATEST SHOWS EVER TO BE SEEN.
The Michael Jackson Factor was the anatomy of a SOUL's life long PASSION that was the PEFECTION of HIS LOVE and Art, by which ALL shall be and should be forever COMPARED TO and MEASURED BY.
Thank-You Michael your LEGACY OF LIFE and of LOVE and of wanting to do it even BETTER THEN ANYONE HAS OR WILL ever DO ...As you never stopped showing Us how much you LOVED US EVEN MORE..
MJ TinkerBell :wub::agree: