I've been a Michael fan since I was 8 years old, when our music teacher would make us sing Heal the World every single week in class. That song resonated with me as I grew older, until I was old enough to really understand the man and his music. Seventeen years later, my dream was about to come true. FINALLY I was going to see Michael live! Last time Michael toured, I was only 13 and the only time he'd ever been to my hometown was the year I was born; 84. One of my biggest dreams in life was to see MJ live someday. To maybe even be able to meet him someday. I studied his music over the years, I studied the man, watched every interview, bought the albums, really really felt like I had a personal connection with him.
Now my dreams are forever shattered. A large part of me died on June 25th.
I wish Michael were to alive to see him selling thousands of albums this week. To see the out pour of affection from his own country that he never got while alive, and which hurt him so deeply. I'm so incredibly sad for his children, who will not have their father with them as they grow. I'm sickened by the fact that they are too young - especially Blanket - to really know who their father was. That Michael will never be able to share things with them about the business, about life. That they never got to experience their father live in concert, something they were mere weeks away from witnessing.
I have been crying every single day since June 25th, and no one can understand my pain. They see it as foolish that I am crying over a man I did not know. But that's just it with Michael. He made his fans feel like family. He made us feel as though we had a direct connection with him, no matter where we were in the world. I do feel like I lost my brother and my best friend, and I know that only all of you here can understand.
He lived a life under scrutiny, but filled with tremendous love. If anything, I am glad Michael passed, knowing that he could still sell out 50 shows. Knowing just how much he meant to fans from across the globe, knowing that he was still the King.
I have been lurking here for quite sometime, but needed to finally register, because I need the support of the only people I can truly relate to at a time like this. I feel lost, and numb. And only fellow MJ fans can help me heal.
Thank you all for your tremendous posts, and for supporting each other at one of the most difficult times in our lives.
Vanessa
from Quebec, Canada
Now my dreams are forever shattered. A large part of me died on June 25th.
I wish Michael were to alive to see him selling thousands of albums this week. To see the out pour of affection from his own country that he never got while alive, and which hurt him so deeply. I'm so incredibly sad for his children, who will not have their father with them as they grow. I'm sickened by the fact that they are too young - especially Blanket - to really know who their father was. That Michael will never be able to share things with them about the business, about life. That they never got to experience their father live in concert, something they were mere weeks away from witnessing.
I have been crying every single day since June 25th, and no one can understand my pain. They see it as foolish that I am crying over a man I did not know. But that's just it with Michael. He made his fans feel like family. He made us feel as though we had a direct connection with him, no matter where we were in the world. I do feel like I lost my brother and my best friend, and I know that only all of you here can understand.
He lived a life under scrutiny, but filled with tremendous love. If anything, I am glad Michael passed, knowing that he could still sell out 50 shows. Knowing just how much he meant to fans from across the globe, knowing that he was still the King.
I have been lurking here for quite sometime, but needed to finally register, because I need the support of the only people I can truly relate to at a time like this. I feel lost, and numb. And only fellow MJ fans can help me heal.
Thank you all for your tremendous posts, and for supporting each other at one of the most difficult times in our lives.
Vanessa
from Quebec, Canada