SheSue Experience

I can remember Michael Jackson in his heyday. I was so impressed by his dance moves. His life after was troubling. But I can’t even imagine the stress he must have been under. How would you react with screaming fans and camera flashing in your face. I would like to just remember him for his music and dance.

Then there’s Farrah Fawcett. I wasn’t an avid Charlie’s Angels fan, but I did watch. I liked Kate Jackson because she was so practical, but I know lots of kids who were big Farrah fans. I will remember her for her big hair and those pearly whites.

Instead of feeling sad, I truly believe in celebrating their lives. I found a poem that says it just right. It’s by David Harkin.

You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she’d want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.