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Just got through watching postings of Michael Jackson’s Memorial service and I’m feeling very emotional. I really haven’t talked about Michael’s passing however I called my grandmother that day & cried my little heart out. My inner child that still loved & adored Michael beyond my own grown thoughts & attitude took over & has been in mourning every since.

Not only have I been mourning for Michael but I have been in deep reflection on my own life as well as those people I know & deal with. It’s funny that in life we often fail to celebrate and truly love one another. We build up a person once they have died but we tear them down while they’re living. Kind words are spoken at their funeral while people break each others hearts with how they talk to each other on a daily basis. Our accomplishments are minimized through out our lives but are exaggerated upon death. People stand over caskets and poor their hearts and souls out once someone has died. But some people cry their hearts and souls out every night before bed because they feel so alone. We will post RIP on all of the social sites and blogs but won’t even text to let someone know that we’re thinking of them.

Isn’t this backwards?

People are mean and cold hearted towards one another. Seems like so many just like to sit back and spread negativity about each other. Even friends have changed. When I was younger and didn’t understand the true meaning of a friend, I would say that friends came a dime a dozen. As an adult, I have learned that it takes dozens to find a true friend. Anything Positive is minimized and Negativity is blown out of proportion.

The little girl in me wants to scream, “how come dey doing dat!” “wats wrong with yall!” “didn’t yo mamas teach you better den dat!”

I am soooooo tired & heartbroken.

Simply put, the adult in me has been Silenced.