Another day has gone, and I'm so all alone.

Today is Michael's birthday.  He would have been 53 years old.  So young, even still.

53 years ago today, God bundled up his most precious angel and placed him into the arms of the world to nurture and love him.  He allowed us to take care of him for 50 years.  And we still care.  His love is everlasting.  

Even though God has taken him back into the shelter of His arms, He knew we could not bear to be without him.  So He was kind to us and did the next best thing. He vowed to leave a part of Michael in each of our hearts.  I have a part, you have a part.  His heart  goes on and on.  For where we are, he will be also.  

As we pause to celebrate Michael, I am honored to have had him in physical form in my world during my lifetime.  His love is magical.  He will never grow old and he will never fade away as long as there is heaven and earth.  Love lives forever.  Michael is love.   He resides In the hearts of all who loved him  and his legacy will be carried forward for all times.  

Happy Birthday Michael Jackson 

Always an Angel to me

What is happening?  It seems that all of Michael's friends and associates are leaving this world.  It's as if Michael is drawing all his angels nearer to him.  Calling them one by one.  What does it mean?  What is the message, the lesson to be learned?  In time, perhaps he will show me.  As for now, I am in tears.  It feels so sad as if with every call, another star loses its light and the world around me gets a little more gloomy a little more dim.  There is always a reason.  There is always a plan.  Not ours, but His.  

Calling all Angels.  One by one by one.

Rest in Peace, dear Mr. Dileo.

Rest in peace.