Michael Jackson and I are relatively the same age - separated by about 16 months. His untimely death and my impending 50th birthday has caused me to do a great deal self reflection. I'm more focused than ever on living my dreams and trying to be happy for, as evidenced by Michael, Bernie Mac, Isaac Hayes, Farah Fawcett, Billy Mays, David Carradine, Gerald Levert, Sean Levert and others, tomorrow is not promised.
His death has touched me, troubled me, hurt me. As a young girl, my bedroom walls were plastered with Jackson 5 photos. I would save every dime to buy a teen magazine for another photo to add to my collection. The first concert I ever attended was to see the Jackson 5. I wrote Michael countless, nine-year-old-never-mailed-fan-letters.
So much has been written and said about Michael's life - there's not much left to say. As I struggled to process his death along with all that's occuring in my life, I received an email from a friend of mine, Linda Jones of Dallas, whose words fully captured my feelings about Michael, his death and how I choose to remember him. You may read The Michael That I Choose To See here.
I haven't had much time to blog. Despite less frequent updates I am encouraged by the constant emails and messages I receive from queens who are discovering their inner beauty and strength through their naturalness, Sisterlocks and Natural Awakenings.
My locks remain healthy and strong. Not much change other than added length. My Sisterlocks customer base continues to grow and I am blessed. I am awaiting certification notifcation from the Home Office.
Until then, I ask that you lift me as I lift you.
Peace, abundant blessings and light.
BlaqKofi
Mad love to lilchocolategurl.
His death has touched me, troubled me, hurt me. As a young girl, my bedroom walls were plastered with Jackson 5 photos. I would save every dime to buy a teen magazine for another photo to add to my collection. The first concert I ever attended was to see the Jackson 5. I wrote Michael countless, nine-year-old-never-mailed-fan-letters.
So much has been written and said about Michael's life - there's not much left to say. As I struggled to process his death along with all that's occuring in my life, I received an email from a friend of mine, Linda Jones of Dallas, whose words fully captured my feelings about Michael, his death and how I choose to remember him. You may read The Michael That I Choose To See here.
I haven't had much time to blog. Despite less frequent updates I am encouraged by the constant emails and messages I receive from queens who are discovering their inner beauty and strength through their naturalness, Sisterlocks and Natural Awakenings.
My locks remain healthy and strong. Not much change other than added length. My Sisterlocks customer base continues to grow and I am blessed. I am awaiting certification notifcation from the Home Office.
Until then, I ask that you lift me as I lift you.
Peace, abundant blessings and light.
BlaqKofi
Mad love to lilchocolategurl.
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Post Script. I posted this about 2:30 p.m. Went for a run, came back and in that short period of time I learned that we have now lost Steve McNair. More proof that tomorrow....?????
