Saturday, July 25, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind.
Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace
Sing our songs among the stars and walk our dances across the face of the moon.
In the instant that Michael is gone, we know nothing.
No clocks can tell time. No oceans can rush our tides with the abrupt absence of our treasure.
Though we are many, each of us is achingly alone, piercingly alone.
Only when we confess our confusion
Can we remember that he was a gift to us
And we did have him.
He came to us from the Creator, trailing creativity in abundance.
Despite the anguish, his life was sheathed in mother love, family love,
And he survived and he did more than that.
He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style.
We had him
Whether we know who he was or did not know,
He was ours and we were his.
We had him,
Delighting our eyes.
His hat, aslant over his brow, and took a pose on his toes for all of us.
And we laughed and stomped our feet for him.
We were enchanted with his passion because he held back nothing.
He gave us all he had been given.
Today in Tokyo,
Beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana's Black Star Square.
In Johannesburg and Pittsburgh,
in Birmingham, Alabama, and Birmingham, England
We are missing Michael.
But we do know we had him,
Are the world.
recited by Queen Latifah-written by Maya Angelou
Memorial - July 7, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That shes my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
cause Ive lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where theres no second chance to tell her how I feel
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Brenda at My Spring Snow has been posing some questions of the day, and I thought her most recent one was interesting. "How do we define success or happiness in life? and "What defines achieving your potential?" This one is easy for me so I'll take a shot.