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January 21, 1999 

I'm a little nervous about sharing this with people, but to me, it is too good to keep without sharing with other fans of Michael's. It's totally how I feel about Michael, so it's something that would be nicer to share instead of keeping it to myself.  Who knows...maybe others have the same problem I had and can use Michael as their inspiration to change.  I wonder what Michael would say about my story if he knew what I did because of him.  He has totally changed my life for the better when I thought it was just the way I was always going to be.

 

My name is Darlene Beckett.  I'm 33 years old and single yet.  I live on Grand Island, New York, which is between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, right in the middle of the Niagara River before you go over the falls. I've been working for my family's auto & plate glass company since I was 16.  My hobby is horse jumping.  I've had quite the collection of horses ever since I can remember, but just sold the last two so I can have a break for a while and do other things before I get back to showing again.  I'm Michael's biggest fan ever, and I have a great story on just how big a fan I am. 

 

My story starts like a lot of his fans do with first getting to see him perform in the 10th Anniversary of Les Miserables.  It was on a local Public Broadcasting station raising money to support the station.  It must have been one of the biggest and best fundraisers they ever had, because they kept playing it week after week, several times a week, and even several times a day once in a while.  I had always wanted to see Les Miserables, but never had the chance to do.

 

The more I watched the show, the more Michael stood out.  I was only familiar with Colm Wilkinson since he often does shows in the Toronto area, which is right over the border from where I live.  Watching the fundraiser people during the intermissions wasn't helping to find out who Marius was.  I finally figured it out by the credits on the end what his name was.  I wanted to know about this Michael Ball guy and how and where I could see him perform some day.  I checked all the huge music store outlets by me, but couldn't even find him in any nationally hooked up computers.  My big break came when we had the internet installed on our computer for the office in the beginning of 1997.

 

The internet and computers were foreign to me at the time, but I figured out the "SEARCH" command real quick.  It found things on Michael right away.  I was shocked to find that he was so famous in the UK and the people on the public broadcast station had over-looked this little fact!  I found a great place on the internet to purchase Michael's CD's and videos from the UK.  I now own them all!  Once I got them, I was really hooked on him.  I recently joined his fan club, too!  

 

Now I can prove to everyone that I'm Michael's biggest fan when you read the next part of my story.  I took my liking of Michael to the extremes as I do everything I get involved in.  I'm not one who gets into something half-way and quits.  Anyway, I'll bet nobody has done what I've done because of liking Michael so much!  I was looking in the mirror one day thinking I've just got to go see Michael, but there's no way I'm going looking like this!  The person looking at me in the mirror had been neglecting herself and the way she looked for far too long and needed to change badly, but like everything in a fast-paced, hectic life, never get around to finally doing something about it. I hated the way I looked and felt and said this is it...time to change!  The person looking back at me was weighing in at a hefty 193 pounds.  Clothes were starting to get to be a bad word because nothing looked good on me and nothing fit anymore.

 

Motivation, as in any diet, and a reason why you CAN do it, is the hardest thing to get past.  My wanting to see Michael so badly some day gave me the strength and will-power to do it.  Every time I was extremely (and I mean extremely) tempted to overeat, I thought of Michael or I would go watch him on a video to get me back in the right frame of mind and remind me of why I'm doing this.  I was determined that if I ever got to actually meet him in person, he might at least want to acknowledge my existence.  I couldn't picture him caring one way or the other, the way I was looking. I'd have been just another face in the crowd.  

 

So Michael came along at the perfect time in my life to become the perfect motivational reason I needed to get me to want to change.  Now, 2 years later, and tons (and tons) of never giving into the cravings (I don't have them anymore...thank God!) , I'm sooooo.....happy and proud to be able to say that I weigh in at a trim and slim 125 pounds now!!!!!  I wasn't fat in high school, but I was never even close to being this skinny!  My family still shakes their heads in disbelief when they see me. I had close friends and relatives, who, when they saw me again, didn't know who I was!  Some would look me straight in the face and stare a while trying to figure it out, but couldn't!  Some were in complete denial after they found out who they were talking to. (While I was losing the weight, I had to stay away from family and friends for the first several months, or I never would have been able to do it since none of them were on any kind of a diet.)  

 

I also changed my hair completely.  My hair is really very thick and curly, so I always kept it short so I could deal with it.  I had been to countless salons trying everything they could think of, but nothing ever helped.  I thought I was cursed for life.  I was always so envious of people who had long, straight hair.  Well, that all changed one day when my mother and sister saw a segment on a local morning television show . They were showing everyone a great new process to relax thick, curly hair to the point of almost being perfectly straight and totally manageable.  It took me a while to get up the nerve to try it.  Too many people had absolutely killed my hair too many times before for me to trust anybody, but I figured what's one more killing!  I gave them a try, and boy was I glad I did!  Now my hair is long and straight with just the perfect amount of wave to it...just the hair I had been dreaming about my whole life.  No wonder nobody recognizes me, huh! All this because of Michael!  

Now I'm dying for a chance to tell Michael how he gave me the strength to go through this and make it!  This had to compare to what smokers go through trying to quit smoking.  I can't imagine going through any worse withdrawal symptoms than I did.  My life has totally changed because of him now.  I can't believe I ever looked like I used to anymore...it doesn't seem real...almost like the old me was just a bad nightmare and I finally woke up from the bad dream. 

 

 I feel I owe him so much.  Why?  I don't exactly know.  There was just something about him that triggered me into doing this that probably nothing else could or would have.  My entire family and friends would like to pass on their best wishes to him in all his endeavors now and in the future for what he's done for me.  They are in awe of his powers over me!  

Love and best wishes to Michael and all his fans!!!  Long may he rule!!!  There's no one better!

Darlene

November 8, 1999

You know...now that I look back, and it's been about 2 1/2 years since I dropped the majority of the weight...I just can't imagine what I'd look like or be like if Michael hadn't popped onto my television and sung like an angel to me.  It was like God KNEW that I needed something to help me or I'd be down the drain, because I WAS starting to drown in misery.  I was very nasty and withdrawn.  Felt like nobody cared or could care about me because of how I looked.  I sat down and just bawled my head off the other day when I read his article.  All those feelings and emotions have played with me over the years.  I can't tell you how much I could relate to him.  Funny how he just came along when I needed him.

Darlene  

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