Wow

I haven't written for over a month. The last day I wrote was the day Michael Jackson died. I wrote in the morning so I was oblivious to the news...in fact after I wrote the entry I saw on the news that Farah Fawcett had died. She fought hard to live and left us a legacy of courage and hope. Farah was a beautiful human being.

Then shortly after the news about Michael came forward. It was a weird day for me. I think when somebody relatively young dies unexpectedly you are startled into remembering how fragile life really is. As hard as it is, I am living my life authentically. If I don't speak up for myself now, nobody else will!!

The other morning (not too early, lol) I played some Michael Jackson songs full blast and it felt GOOD. :)