There are certain moments in my life that have left a lasting impression upon me. Inspired teachers leading and directing my talents and intuitive friends who reached out to me in the most difficult times of my young life. Although without my own personal faults, without those kind and encouraging people I may not be the same person I am today.
When I lived in Oklahoma as a young teenager I faced depression and hopelessness for the first time in my life. I didn’t know how to react, and so often I found myself acting out in less than desirable ways. I was often uncontrollable and headstrong. I often cried myself to sleep at night.
However music, music soothed my soul.
So I found myself one night in early August 1995 mesmerized by the latest popular song playing on the radio. My only friend and I would call the local station up repeatedly and request You Are Not Alone by Michael Jackson every night. We were two silly girls having fun together as young girls do and dreaming about boys and life down in Sapulpa, Oklahoma.
However, there was something special about that song my friend and I requested each night to me–something that spoke to me on a personal level. I felt alone. I felt unloved. I felt cold and empty. I felt I had too much to bear. Then I would hear the lyrics–lyrics such as: I am here with you, I can hear your prayers, I am here to stay, and You are not alone. Even if it was 2:45 in the morning.
And then, at the news of Michael’s passing today, I freakin’ bawled my eyes out–and I am not even pregnant or menopausal.
May You Rest in Peace
