Dear Michael Jackson

It has been nearly two years since you left us, and on a certain level I still cannot really believe you’re gone. For days after the announcement I waited to hear about the hoax, waited to hear about how you’d managed to fool us yet again. But it never came. And I had to acknowledge to myself that you were really and truly gone.

You music and words flowed through my life, and I cannot remember a time when you weren’t there.

My heart still breaks for your children; your beautiful children whom I’m certain you adored, nurtured and loved. I really and truly hope that they did not see you that morning Michael. That morning they keep talking about. The morning everyone wants to know the answers to.  I know how it feels to see people scurrying around your father and know, just know, with the fleeting certainty of childhood that they can’t fix him. That nothing can be done. Nothing. I’m haunted by what I saw, that May day so long ago; I wouldn’t wish that horrible helpless feeling on any child.

So I just wanted to say I miss you Michael. You fascinated and enthralled millions.

You were, and will always be, the King of Pop.

~Christie

One Response to “Dear Michael Jackson”

  1. Vicky Says:

    So beautifully written. I know how much you loved them both.

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