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Last Christmas…

I know that most people see me as perfect, a lovely vision of generosity and kindness.  It is mostly true, but I do have have pain and difficulty I must face.  I just face my problems with grace and stoicism.

This December I have been playing a certain song over and over again.

It just speaks to me because, despite appearances to the contrary, Christmas 2015 chez Smith was a bit of a shitshow.  There were hurt feelings and, oh well, it speaks to me.

The other thing most of you already know about me is that I feel things more strongly than most people.  So when I heard yesterday that George Michael had died, I was devestated.  Some people felt bad, but I assure you, I felt worse, partly because of that song and partly because I had always dreamed that someday I would marry George Michael.  Do you think he dreamed the same thing about Lah Lee?

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Always smilin’ through my tears!

I have been inconsolable all day, and I just need to pick myself up and move forward because I have to find a dress and purse for New Years Eve.

But George, wherever you are, I would always have waked you up before I Go-Goed.