Becca's wedding dress
The Jackson family was in London and Becca was getting the bottles ready for Keiko and Brandon. Paris, being the little helper she is, got the baby food ready for them. She loved her new baby sister and baby brother. Plus the fact that she's excited that Becca was marrying Michael next month. Paris was gonna be the flowergirl and Prince was gonna be the ring bearer. They were gonna be in London for one more week and Michael had no sleeping problems at all. If Michael still had sleeping problems, and if he took propofol, he would have died and they would have been sad. Becca was lucky to talk him out of taking it and helped him sleep throughout the nights.
In the house, Becca's family and Michael's family stayed with them. Everyone was getting along. It was nothing compared to the Neverland house in California. This house was rented for Michael and the families and it was HUGE! A 3 story mansion made for big families.
Once the bottles were done, Paris and Becca went into the lounge to feed Keiko and Brandon. Becca taught Paris how to feed them with the bottle and she did as she was told. Becca was surprised to know that she was fast at learning how to feed babies. She could tell Paris would make a great mother one day. Becca was looking around and didn't see Keiko anywhere. "Keiko? Where did you go, missy?" She asked, looking around. Soon enough, she found Keiko crawling. She was only a little over a month old and she was already crawling. She crawled right over to Becca and she picked her up. "You are already crawling? Wow. You're fast, Keiko. Faster than your brother, Brandon." Keiko giggled at her. Becca sat down on the couch and started feeding Keiko. She was definitely a fast learner because she was already holding the bottle. Becca soon heard the door open and close and saw Michael coming in with something behind his back. "Michael, what's behind your back?" She asked. Michael smiled and pulled out the bouquet of white and red roses. Becca smiled. "Oh my God, Michael. They're beautiful!" She exclaimed. Michael put them in the vase on the coffee table and sat next to her, putting his arm around her. He kissed her head. "I'd figure you'd like them." He said. He told her about the show and she always knew what to expect. Fans fainting, some coming on stage to hug him, just about everything. Becca knew how crazy the fans get when seeing Michael Jackson on stage and in person. Even though Becca would be on the stage sometimes, she didn't go on that day because of the babies, and plus her parents and Michael's parents would be out having a day to themselves, getting to know each other and such. She had also taken a trip with Paris, her mother, and Katherine to the store to find dresses for the wedding. Even though they weren't getting married in London, they were actually getting married in Japan, which is Michael's next location. Again, there would be a mansion for them to stay in. Paris had to do something in her room, so Michael took Brandon and she left. Becca leaned against Michael's shoulder and sighed. She couldn't wait for the wedding, and neither could Michael.
In Japan on the wedding day
Michael and the other boys and Joseph were the first to leave the mansion because Michael couldn't see his bride, or actually is not allowed to see his bride before the wedding started. Becca soon woke up and saw her mother in the room with Katherine. "Good morning, Becca. Ready for the big day?" Her mother asked. Becca nodded. "I am, mother...but I'm nervous." She said. Katherine went over to her and placed her hand on her shoulder. "There's no need to be nervous, Becca. I know your ready for this. And your mother knows as well. You can do this." Katherine told her. Becca nodded. "You're right, Katherine. I am ready. I can do this." Katherine and her mother smiled and they got her ready. The dresses were at the church, but her mother and Katherine were all ready since they didn't have to be the ones to walk down the aisle. Once they got to the church, Becca went into the dressing room and saw LaToya, Rebbie, Janet, Courtney, and Paris getting ready themselves. Janet and Rebbie helped Becca with her dress and her veil. Once she was ready, and so were the others, Paris went out first with her basket of flower pedals and tossed them. Then Courtney, Janet, LaToya, and Rebbie went out with the brothers. Soon, Becca's father led her down the aisle and up to Michael, where he took her hand and let her father sit down. "We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Becca Yamamoto and Michael Jackson. First, does anyone have any objections?" The priest asked. No one raised their hands and the ceremony continued with him talking about the life they'd share. After all that, they were asked to go to the stand. They went over to the stand and saw two glasses of sand. One glass filled with black sand and the other filled with white sand. Becca took the white and Michael took the black and they started taking turns pouring the sand into the jar. "The sand represents them. And as they pour the sand into the jar, there's no way of separating them. They are becoming one." Once they finished pouring the sand in, they placed the glasses down and went back to the alter. "Now for the question...Do you, Michael, take Becca to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to protect, to support through good and bad, and throughout eternity?" "I do." Michael said, smiling and sliding the ring on Becca's ring finger. The priest turned to Becca. "And do you, Becca, take Michael to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, to protect, to support through good and bad, and throughout eternity?" "I do." She said, smiling back, a tear falling down her cheek as she slid the ring on Michael's ring finger. "I now pronounce you man and wife. Lift the veil and you may kiss the bride." Michael lifted the veil, took her face in his hands and kissed her and she kissed back. Everyone clapped and the ladies cried, even Paris, Prince and Blanket cried. Becca and Michael went back up the aisle and went out while everyone else went to the reception hall.
In the reception hall
Everyone was talking and catching up. Then Joseph stood up and went to the door. "Everyone, please welcome the new couple...Mr. and Mrs. Michael and Becca Jackson!" He announced and Becca and Michael walked into the room. Everyone clapped and cheered. Paris, Prince and Blanket ran up to them and hugged them. They have a new mother, and the family was growing. Michael and Becca sat down at one of the tables and they talked with everyone. Joseph rose up and hit his wine glass a few times and everyone turned to him. "Everyone...this was a momentus day for us to witness Michael get married once again. I think, no, I know...that this woman is the right one for him." Becca was about to cry. Then she saw her father stand up with his glass. "Let's all welcome them into the family with love and support. To the bride and groom." He said. Everyone raised their glasses and cheered as Michael and Becca kissed. Then it was time to cut the cake. Becca grabbed the knife and Michael helped her from behind. They sliced the cake and each got a piece. They fed bits of their pieces to each other then Becca smeared another piece on his face. He chuckled and so did everyone else. He took another piece of his part and smeared it on her. She giggled and they helped each other clean off their faces...at least, after pictures were taken. Everyone soon got a piece of cake, too. Paris and Prince came up with Keiko and Brandon and handed them to Becca and Michael. Becca held Brandon and Michael held Keiko. The whole family got together and Joseph took a family picture for them to take home and frame. Then Michael took one with his brothers and sisters. Becca took one with her brother and her parents. Then they traded off. Michael took one with her family and she took one with his family. She had so much fun with them. Michael turned to Becca. "Becca, listen...since the whole family is here, we'd probably have to-" He was cut off by her. "Wait until we're back in California to go on a honeymoon? I was thinking that, hon." Michael knew she'd be on the same page as he was. So it was agreed that after the tour was over, and they were back in California, that they'd go on a honeymoon. But for now, they had 5 kids to take care of. Two of them being infants still.
Back at the house
Becca and Michael were still in their wedding attire. Once everyone got inside, they went to change. It was around 9 pm. A little late for a wedding reception to end, but it was all good fun. Playing games, singing, dancing, oh it was all fun. Michael and Becca went into their room and got out their pajamas. They even helped each other out of their wedding attire! (Me: Isn't that sweet? I think it is.) Becca turned around and Michael unzipped her dress so she could get out of it. She turned back around and helped Michael with his tie and his shirt. While she unbuttoned his shirt, she was smiling and looking up at him. He took off her veil and placed it on the bed. "Thanks, I could have gotten that, though." She said. He hugged her and held her close to him and kissed her. "I know. I just wanted to do that for you, since you were unbuttoning my shirt for me when I could have done that myself." He stated. She smiled and hugged him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. "I love you so much, Becca." She looked at him. "I love you, too, Michael." He smiled at her and let her go and they changed into their pajamas. Michael got under the covers of the bed and so did Becca and they instantly fell asleep in each other's arms.
He actually looked like that :) That's exactly what he was wearing
Don't try to fight it. You know that you want me, girl
Michael my heart,
last night I dream of you,
you were embracing me from my back.
I heard your heartbeat and it beats so fast,
like our promise that our love will never end.
We had so much fun together,
that I wished to go on forever.
Talks and laugh ,kissing and cuddling,
like no other people existing.
Holding each others hands while we walked,
all your attention was just for us.
I can't think of anything when you talked,
but I love you more and more, you see.
We stopped walking and you looked at me sweetly,
then you leaned over and kissed me.
My heart popped out and I saw butterflies,
you said you love me truly. oh sorry and then, I awake up and my dream was to end.
It was still a memory to reminisce, your kiss was so tender and sweet.
Love and miss you !! ♥
last night I dream of you,
you were embracing me from my back.
I heard your heartbeat and it beats so fast,
like our promise that our love will never end.
We had so much fun together,
that I wished to go on forever.
Talks and laugh ,kissing and cuddling,
like no other people existing.
Holding each others hands while we walked,
all your attention was just for us.
I can't think of anything when you talked,
but I love you more and more, you see.
We stopped walking and you looked at me sweetly,
then you leaned over and kissed me.
My heart popped out and I saw butterflies,
you said you love me truly. oh sorry and then, I awake up and my dream was to end.
It was still a memory to reminisce, your kiss was so tender and sweet.
Love and miss you !! ♥
Ryan White, symbol of justice
Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, or child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, or child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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People ask me how I make music. I tell them I
just step into it.It's like stepping into a river and
joining the flow. Every moment in the river has
it's song. So I stay in the moment and listen.
What I hear is never the same. A walk
through the woods brings a light, crackling
song:Leaves rustle in the wind, birds chatter and
Squirrels scold, twigs crunch underfoot, and
the beat of my heart holds it all together. When
you join the flow, the music is inside and outside,
and both are the same. As long as I can listen to
the moment, I'll always have music.
just step into it.It's like stepping into a river and
joining the flow. Every moment in the river has
it's song. So I stay in the moment and listen.
What I hear is never the same. A walk
through the woods brings a light, crackling
song:Leaves rustle in the wind, birds chatter and
Squirrels scold, twigs crunch underfoot, and
the beat of my heart holds it all together. When
you join the flow, the music is inside and outside,
and both are the same. As long as I can listen to
the moment, I'll always have music.
Michael Jackson's children definitely have the bug -- the one that makes you give away large sums of money -- because they just helped make a $10,000 donation to one of MJ's favorite charities.
Earlier this week, Prince, Paris, and Blanket presented a check for $10K to the L.A. Housing Corporation -- a group that provides shelter for homeless families. Sources tell us Michael used to take his kids to volunteer with the group.
We're told the massive chunk o' change came from grandma Katherine Jackson's memorabilia biz.
MJ's heirs made the donation on behalf of his Heal the World Foundation. All three of them joined the group's Youth Board of Advisors last year.
Earlier this week, Prince, Paris, and Blanket presented a check for $10K to the L.A. Housing Corporation -- a group that provides shelter for homeless families. Sources tell us Michael used to take his kids to volunteer with the group.
We're told the massive chunk o' change came from grandma Katherine Jackson's memorabilia biz.
MJ's heirs made the donation on behalf of his Heal the World Foundation. All three of them joined the group's Youth Board of Advisors last year.
We all know that Michael Jackson was known as much for his humanitarian work as he was for his amazing musical talent. Now, MJFC is highlighting Michael's philanthropic efforts with a new section called Stories of Michael's Love.
In this new section, you will find examples and first hand accounts of Michael's generosity and love. And, we want to hear from you! If you have been blessed by one of Michael's many acts of kindness, or you know someone who was; or if you just happen to come across a story you think we should include here, please let us know. You can send your stories to Love@mjfanclub.net and be sure to put Stories of Love in the subject line of your email. And don't forget to include your source!
L.O.V.E.
The MJFC Team
In this new section, you will find examples and first hand accounts of Michael's generosity and love. And, we want to hear from you! If you have been blessed by one of Michael's many acts of kindness, or you know someone who was; or if you just happen to come across a story you think we should include here, please let us know. You can send your stories to Love@mjfanclub.net and be sure to put Stories of Love in the subject line of your email. And don't forget to include your source!
L.O.V.E.
The MJFC Team
The prosecutor in the Michael Jackson manslaughter preliminary hearing -- which begins tomorrow -- will not call Michael's eldest son, Prince Michael, to testify about what he saw the day his dad died ... sources tell TMZ.
Dr. Conrad Murray has said after administering CPR he ran downstairs and asked the chef to send up Prince Michael, who saw his dad's lifeless body lying in the bed.
In fact, we're told no one from MJ's family will be called to the stand during the prelim.
As TMZ first reported, prosecutors plan to call 30 witnesses during the 2-week prelim ... many of whom will be medical professionals offering opinions about the standard of care administered by Dr. Murray.
There will be no "star witness" in the prelim. Sources tell us the various witnesses will form building blocks, making the case that Dr. Murray acted recklessly by administering Propofol and other drugs to Jackson the day he died.
Dr. Conrad Murray has said after administering CPR he ran downstairs and asked the chef to send up Prince Michael, who saw his dad's lifeless body lying in the bed.
In fact, we're told no one from MJ's family will be called to the stand during the prelim.
As TMZ first reported, prosecutors plan to call 30 witnesses during the 2-week prelim ... many of whom will be medical professionals offering opinions about the standard of care administered by Dr. Murray.
There will be no "star witness" in the prelim. Sources tell us the various witnesses will form building blocks, making the case that Dr. Murray acted recklessly by administering Propofol and other drugs to Jackson the day he died.
Michael Jackson. Words cant describe Michael Jackson. His music describes him. Michael J. will always be the king of pop to everybody. Even if you love him or you don't he will still be the king of pop. And no one will be able to take his place.
Michael Jackson is the king of Pop. Michael Jackson is one of the best musical genius ever alive. Michael Jackson is a inspiration to all and we are glad that we still have his music. Michael will always be remembered for what he accomplished and we are thankful for him. The song I love most is HOLD MY HAND featuring Akon,I really think that song was inspirational and that song had a meaning. Stick together and be strong.
Brianna250601
Michael Jackson is the king of Pop. Michael Jackson is one of the best musical genius ever alive. Michael Jackson is a inspiration to all and we are glad that we still have his music. Michael will always be remembered for what he accomplished and we are thankful for him. The song I love most is HOLD MY HAND featuring Akon,I really think that song was inspirational and that song had a meaning. Stick together and be strong.
Brianna250601
