and I am spending it with Michael Jackson through all the fans who love him.  I have reached a milestone today.  Wow, I am 60 today and feel blessed to have my heath (good or bad) and the strength, ability and will to accept life for what it is.  I would not want to celebrate this day without my friends.  Thank you for caring and making this a grat day.  So much love I am moved to tears.  This is what Michael envisioned for us, to simply love each other enough to validate each one's worth.  We are all worthy!  All of us.  I know that I am not on the computer much and miss so many important events.  Forgive me.  My vertigo limits me somewhat.  But I am always keeping you in my heart.  Know these things.  So thank you for all the birthday wishes.  You have made my day special and worthwhile.  

Michael...You will aways be perfect to me.

In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tribulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart.

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With the passing of the wonderful dick Clark, it occurs to me that this is truly the end of an era of entertainment the likes of which no one has ever witnessed.  It's over.   Think of all the iconic figures we have lost in the last decade not to mention the last 20 or so years.  It's over whelming!  Now with the loss of Dick Clark, it culminates and the chapter closes.  Dick Clark was the King of Entertainment.  He was an icon who contributed so much to rock, pop and soul music,  The things he started still stand strong today and many are reaping benefits from his toil who never even knew who he was.  I don't know what to say except  that ALL of the kings are gone, and many of the queens. It's heartbreaking and it is sad.  Music will never be the same.  We were generation X and now that has come to an end.  The losses are staggering.  I feel like the door is now almost completely closed on true entertainment.  There are only a few legends left, and the ones that are gone were the creme of the crop:  Michael Jackson, Tina Marie, Whitney Houston, James Brown, Don Cornelius, Teddy Pendergrass, Marvin Gaye, Janis Joplin, John Lennon, Tupac, Biggie Smalls, Etta James. . .God the list goes on and on.  Take a look for yourselves abclocal.go.com/wpvi/gallery . 

For me, the music of my life, the music I grew up with, loved to, danced to, picked me up, most of those creative souls is gone and I feel so sad and down today.  Heaven is calling all angels and they are heeding these calls one by one.  It simply breaks my heart.

 June 25, 2012 will mark three years since Michael died.  He died.  It took me a long time to say that word and attach Michael's name to it.  But that is what happened to him and it is everyone's final destiny.  Though he was in my eyes an angel, he was still only a human being.  And by God's design, all things, people, animals, plants, will eventually meet their ends.  We all will die.  Hopefully we will be fortunate  enough to have longevity and be in good health and be surrounded by those who love us as we journey into the hereafter.  Many will and many will not.  Sometimes, we don't get to choose.  But I have learned that it is not the number of years that we  live on this earth that really matters, but how we lived those years and the legacy we leave behind.  Michael lived a mere 50 years, but what he did for so many during those years will last forever.  He earned his wings of gold and he wears them well.  I also learned to forgive, even when everything in me was waging a battle not to.  I pray and thank God for his mercies and I let it go.  And that forgiveness too has been given a name, to be Michaelish.  I have learned to see with my heart and not allow another human being in my reach to feel abandoned in their shame.  It takes fewer muscles to smile and say hello, than it does to frown and rush away.  That's being Michael-like.  And I have learned to listen with my eyes and give another person my full attention when they feel the need to express their feelings, rather than interrupt them with my input before they finish what they are tryng to say.  Thats called compassion.  I thought I already had a grip on all those things, but quickly learned that I was failing in some of those areas.  I could do so much more to bring a little sunshine in another person's day, allow them their dignity by just allowing myself to be patient and simply wait.  What's the rush?  Life happens.  Time goes on.  And when the moment when you coud have made a difference marches by, you can't turn it around.  So wait.  Those few minutes could change someone's fate and their destiny.  So because of Michael, live in the moment and make every minute count.  It wasn't until I studied the magic of Michael Jackson's love did I realize just how much more I could give of myself in the way of real, genuine compassion; that what I did or did not do mattered on a higher scale than for just myself.  It matters to the world.  We all matter and in order for the world to become the world Michael envisioned for us, we have to do our parts.  Every little act of kindness adds up.  Nothing is too trivial and there can never be too much.  

If I can give but a smile to you

to brighten up your day

then here take one,  no make that two

as you go along your way

When you feel lost and hopeless

here's to you my outstretched hand

to hold onto, to hep you through

Should you stumble, I'll help you stand

And when you think that all is lost

& life is not worth living

I am here and I will pray with you

thet all will be forgiven

I will not let a day go by

without thanking my God above

for bringing Michael into my life

to teach me the true meaning of love

Each day I love him more

than I did the day before

He taught me well

Cassie

 "If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you"

 The Bad Concerts - 2 of them in a row. April 13 and 14 1988.  I was so happy that Michael and Pepsi got to perform here because Coca Cola is the drink of the South and especialy in my city.  Rivalry at its best!  If I'm not mistaken he was scheduled to do 3 shows.  But I know that he did 2 because i was there.  BLOWN AWAY is the only way i can describe it.  It was during this concert tour that I earned of the open heart that Michael possessed because he publicly donated tickets to the Children's Wish foundation so they could attend.  It was later revealed that he gave away much of the proceeds from that tour to many children's hospitals along the tour route in silence.  What an angel

 I had not been to a Michael Jackson concert since the Destiny Tour in 1979.  I had a ticket for the Triumph tour in 1981, but gave it to my best friend because I was ill.  Dag-nabbit.  All I know is that Michael Jackson as a solo artist was by far the best enetertainment experience I have ever had.  I was mesmerized at the total giving of himself to his fans as he performed.  I love all of Michael's performances, but Shake Your Body Down, stuck with me from that day forth.  He was so damn sexy and GOD was he on point, sheer perfection throughout the whole show.  Shake your booty - your lovely booty.  NEVER FORGET IT.  The pain I feel knowing that he is not here today to be recognized for those amazing performances he gave to the world over the vast span of his exceptional career, simply deflates me.  He deserves to receive ALL the accolades in person; but as fate has it, he now accepts them posthumously.  Seems unfair  on so many levels   

But anyway, this month I celebrate the 25th anniversary of the Bad Tour with pride and great anticipation.  I hope the Estate will release some professionally digitalized concert footage from the other leg of the tour.  The performance songs varied a bit.  Live in Tokyo Japan rocks hard,  but there were other shows that also deserve to be preserved and marketed for Michael's fans to behold.  Please give us more!  It's NEVER TOO MUCH.  Michael was B>A>D> and he still IS!

Everyone who loves Michael is a friend of mine whether spoken or implied, so this message is for all of you,.  Even if you don't celebrate the holidays have a beautiful Easter weekend.    Life is a gift.  Share some love with someone, somewhere.  It won't cost a thing. 

There was once a child who came to earth who was not recognized

For the magic, the splendor bestowed at birth and the love light in his eyes

He danced his way into my heart never taking time to wonder

What tribulations lay in wait for him, nor what pains he was yet to ponder

He had a heart as pure as gold that he wore upon his sleeve

And When God made him, He broke the mold

That’s a truth I can truly conceive… and yes I sincerely believe

But he was only to stay for a little while, so he gave us his everything

He had such grace, such magic, such style

So much joy to the world HE DID bring

He made my feet dance, he made my heart sing

When he left the world, he left such a void that no other can ever fill

And I sometimes stop to ask myself, was I dreaming or was he ‘real

I learned so much truth about this child that is stamped inside my heart

He was full of compassion, so full of love

He was certainly sent from the angels above

Though he’s gone to reside in the mansions above

 Still he’s with us…

And will never part

Because he was ours from the very start

Past the dawning of the twilight, past the rising of the sun

Before the setting of the crescent moon, they stole our chosen one

He slipped away, never to return, one hot summer day in June

and my life has never been the same, since that tragic afternoon

Yet I know I will never forget him, life will never be the same

For he lives in my heart, and my days always start

Thanking God as I whisper his name

Thanking God, as I whisper his name

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 It seems just yesterday we watched a little girl as she made the most profound statement ever made at the memorial for her father.  Today, she is a beautful, mature young lady who has come into her own.  You are still the world's baby girl, Paris.  Don't ever forget that.  And we wish you love, and joy, and the best that life has to offer as you celebrate each milestone.  We are cheering for you and praying for you as any mother would do for her children.  

Happy birthday Paris Jackson.  God Bless you.  There are always angels on your shoulder and you will never, ever be alone.