Madonna's heart is crying
May had nooit eerder zo openhartig geleefd.
How does this Monday color for you? The first Monday without your brother. My condolences for this great loss. Suddenly, last night, you were no longer that superstar, but “just” a sister. A sister who has lost her brother. A sister in mourning. And a sister who wants to share her grief. Searching for comfort and hoping that the world unfolds its parachute to comfort you.
I remember your brother a little. He was the creative director of various tours and I think I also know him from In Bed With Madonna, which I have watched a hundred times. Also from old photos from the time I was looking forward to an LP of yours. I pored over and pinned it from the credits of the photographer to who played the guitar, to all the lyrics of course. The time when we all wanted to wear crocheted shirts and I suddenly found my devout grandfather, with an enameled cross around his neck that he once bought at an EO day, particularly cool. He was also, by the way, my grandpa. But that's beside the point.
You wrote how you both were different from the people around you. Christopher because he was gay, you because you... Well... are Madonna. There will never be anyone like you. You gathered your courage to go to New York go and dance there, and Christopher followed. Dance is what bonded you. Dancing in our small Midwestern town saved me. And then my brother came along and it saved him too. When I finally had the courage to go to New York to become a dancer, my brother followed. And again we took each other’s hands and we danced through the madness of New York City.
Op de een of andere manier vonden we elkaar altijd weer en hielden we elkaars handen vast en bleven we dansen.
De laatste jaren zijn niet gemakkelijk geweest.
We hebben een tijdlang niet gesproken, maar toen mijn broer ziek werd, vonden we onze weg weer naar elkaar.
And then:
Ik ben blij dat hij niet meer lijdt.
Er zal nooit iemand zoals hij zijn.
Ik weet dat hij ergens danst.
Your message touched me. Me and 814,000 others who gave you a heart as a sign of support and love. I hope the people around you unfold their parachute for you so you land softly in all this sorrow.
Love,
May
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