I thought long and hard on if I should write anything regarding his passing.
I mean everyone is talking about it and my blog may seem like just another ramble and never be heard or looked at...then I thought what the heck, I don't care I need to write something as it effected me deeply.

For years I suffered abuse at the hands of another and when the world felt like it was to much to bare and at a very young age I wanted to end my own life I found something that helped me to get through those very dark nights.

Music.. It was the only thing that calmed my soul and healed my heart.
When life was to much to bare I would grab my "Thriller" album blare it so loud I am sure people complained and drowned myself in the music of Michael Jackson.
I would watch him on tv and sit in wonder at everything he did.
I had the glove, I had his doll next to my bed for comfort I had the red leather jacket from "Beat It".
On levels he would never know he saved my life.

I think the hardest thing for me to bare was when he was charged, for crimes he once helped save me from.
Despite it all I loved his music, I loved the legend and I loved the peace he brought to my young heart and I never forgot it.

His music will live in many forever and I may have never got to thank him personally but I can say it now in this post.
Thank you Michael for creating in me a joy for music and for my own life.
I will miss your music, your voice, your moves and your spirit.
May you rest in peace now.
Bless his children, his family and those close to him and may his memory live forever in the hearts of all.