Hi All,
I am so sad... And I need you all right now, so I am reaching out to you... My day seemed fine - went and got a haircut from a friend who I always love to see:) so that was a treat for me.
Came home and worked with some of my clients, and (well here we go with me and Larry King again) and well...
I turned on Larry King and there was Barry Manilow. At first I thought, damn, Barry Manilow... You see, I loved someone it seems so long ago, who was a musician, and his gentleness, love and compassion has always reminded me of Barry Manilow - Ken played the piano so beautifully... One of our songs was Manilow's song, 'This One's For You'... When there were pictures shown on the show from
Barry Manilow's past, some of them (with longer hair) looked just like my Ken.
I used to tease Ken that he and Manilow had so much in common - when Ken played the piano, women swooned, just like they always do for Manilow. He would just look at me and say, 'Barry Manilow?????
LOL
Well, I loved Ken. I loved him so much. And we shared a connection I have never had with anyone else.
Ken got sick. He moved back to MS from his homes in NY and DC... He went back home to die. We had so little time. He called me when he knew his days were limited and I thought and thought, and was so scared. You see, Ken had the most beautiful voice -he was a singer, and had just an incredible voice. When he asked me to come and see him, we both knew time was short. I heard that voice and was so afraid of what I would see... I just couldn't imagine seeing this young, tall, slim, blonde haired blue eyed GQ model love of my life thin, sick, dying.
I went. I had to go and say goodbye. I had to see him, talk to him, love him, be with him just one more time. A friend and her two kids and I headed out from Houston to Biloxi, MS...
I went to the hospital, and his room had a dark window I could see through. But when I tried to peek in, I could only see a number of people surrounding a hospital bed. They could all see me, but for some reason, they were all a blur to me.
I opened the door. There were so many people, I couldn't even see Ken's bed. I heard Ken's mom say, 'Well look who's here, Ken wake up'...
I walked around the foot of the bed, people move
