Utter genius, Mr. Styles… As I watch this, although admittedly I haven’t gotten to the end… I find myself reaching for a cup of coffee, some Nicorrette gum… by George I may… nope I’m on a budget, so I’ll have to exert my supreme discipline as I write this comment. Wait just realized there are line parameters. Darn the luck… You dazzle with your not of this world warmth, love, kindness, fun, always fun which is so desperately needed right now. You bring it in a way like no one else I’ve ever seen. No moves me as you do with your magical voice so impressive impactful powerful the way you communicate and command the stage with your inimitable Harry Styles dancing WITH us not performing for your ego but just to take us away with your joy depth of emotions… you touch us at our deepest level… poignant simple yet so sophisticated is your artistry. You deeply care about other human beings… about everything that shapes our universe. Please note, although I’m on a budget I’ve had to pop another Nicorrette because of want you to know how unbelievably important you are to our world. You can do Anything… There are no limitations at your doorstep. You embody the best of what an artist can do… Yes, you’re a multi threat… Song writer, singer extraordinaire, storyteller, cheerleader, leader for the underdog always. Giving voice to those that don’t have one, encouraging people to use their own words and voices. You touch all our lives in that profound quiet Hi I’m Harry way… Then you take us off to Disney world, or over the rainbow to places we never knew that we so badly wanted and needed to visit. The pure unadulterated joy that your shows bring now matched by your burgeoning talent and gifts that are soaring. And you’re so young… Just at the precipice of realizing all the gifts that God has bestowed upon you. Skies the limit, baby, and I use that last word tentatively for reasons you and I alone,understand. I’m under duress writing this because I’ve just taken my meds, and I can’t reach for a Java jolt. Although those supplies are dwindling fast anyway. So I’m not smoking. Yay, right? But it’s like the monologue from George Bernard Shaw’s St. Joan… They imprison her for being a witch, an entity they’ve never encountered. She does fine without her warhorses, and all the accoutrements that enable her to win wars… But they can’t take the light of the sky the songs of the birds or her angel voices floating on the wind to her. Extremely long way around saying when I go out to smoke, I’m with the sky light or dark. I hear the whistling of the wind as it ruffles the trees. I get to enjoy the squirrels dancing about and the beautiful flea full cat Bobby is there too. And I remind myself to breathe. So that’s why I miss smoking. You’re incredibly sensitive, Harry, on all levels. You’ve done things to your body that could have taken your life m. But we didn’t want an only the good die young with you… not gonna happen. You’re just toe deep into your greatness. You have always challenged me to do things I never would have. I experience acute performance anxiety in every way, shape and form in my life… But you make it easy, light, so I stumble forward and take the proverbial plunge. What a gift you have given me with this. You do it for everyone. I am well now, best I’ve ever been because of medical care and med adjustments. It’s a bit of a miracle. But we find those every day, don’t we, in just being able to wake up from sleep, breathe a breath , walk a step You intrinsically understand these things. You are a super power individual. Anyway, I’ve found my way, and actually Oprah and Madonna left me… all I’ll say is legacy’s. Which is what YOU are just beginning to build!!! My sister is a very sick and troubled person, and the battle over the inheritance which is large, from my mother continues. My moniker, so to speak, though wrong word is … Wait for it, but no edging involved haha 🤣 is … 🆓 Lizzie. Anyway, I’m currently very fat with Dave’s babies. Big plural on that. Honestly just trying to ignore it and realize the miracle of being pregnant and hopefully, as in not too far away, please God, deliver these babies out healthy, and safe and sound. These aren’t OZEMPIC babies though, so that’s an enormous blessing. You were wonderful, beautiful with Stevie Nicks last night. How brave she was and blessed to have you by her side. You were your usual selfless self, giving her the stage, and still making glorious iconic music together. If I had had coffee this would have been better, but that’s not in the cards. I’m thinking of you, obviously 🙄 and want you to know how much I love you. Please take good care of yourself, Harry… Our world desperately needs Harold ??? Whatever… Our world desperately needs our Harry Styles. There is absolutely no one like the inimitable once in a lifetime… YOU. Sending all my love, a cuddle, with all the other good stuff, ingredients, so to speak, mixed in Finally… if you’re still awake after reading this beleaguered material… Let’s just let it go, let it gone, Let God… Love, Lizzie Ps. No proof reading All errors are, once again, obviously 🙄 MINE! 🎈
Wow It hit me inside ,genius✨
Harry will stay forever young ... he’s ageless!😽💚♥️
ok im gonna cry
My baby, my child, my heart forever 💚 always young with him
Utter genius, Mr. Styles…
As I watch this, although admittedly I haven’t gotten to the end…
I find myself reaching for a cup of coffee, some Nicorrette gum… by George I may… nope I’m on a budget, so I’ll have to exert my supreme discipline as I write this comment. Wait just realized there are line parameters. Darn the luck… You dazzle with your not of this world warmth, love, kindness, fun, always fun which is so desperately needed right now. You bring it in a way like no one else I’ve ever seen. No moves me as you do with your magical voice so impressive impactful powerful the way you communicate and command the stage with your inimitable Harry Styles dancing WITH us not performing for your ego but just to take us away with your joy depth of emotions… you touch us at our deepest level… poignant simple yet so sophisticated is your artistry.
You deeply care about other human beings… about everything that shapes our universe.
Please note, although I’m on a budget I’ve had to pop another Nicorrette because of want you to know how unbelievably important you are to our world.
You can do Anything…
There are no limitations at your doorstep.
You embody the best of what an artist can do…
Yes, you’re a multi threat…
Song writer, singer extraordinaire, storyteller, cheerleader, leader for the underdog always. Giving voice to those that don’t have one, encouraging people to use their own words and voices.
You touch all our lives in that profound quiet Hi I’m Harry way…
Then you take us off to Disney world, or over the rainbow to places we never knew that we so badly wanted and needed to visit. The pure unadulterated joy that your shows bring now matched by your burgeoning talent and gifts that are soaring. And you’re so young…
Just at the precipice of realizing all the gifts that God has bestowed upon you.
Skies the limit, baby, and I use that last word tentatively for reasons you and I alone,understand.
I’m under duress writing this because I’ve just taken my meds, and I can’t reach for a Java jolt. Although those supplies are dwindling fast anyway. So I’m not smoking. Yay, right?
But it’s like the monologue from George Bernard Shaw’s St. Joan…
They imprison her for being a witch, an entity they’ve never encountered.
She does fine without her warhorses, and all the accoutrements that enable her to win wars…
But they can’t take the light of the sky the songs of the birds or her angel voices floating on the wind to her.
Extremely long way around saying when I go out to smoke, I’m with the sky light or dark. I hear the whistling of the wind as it ruffles the trees. I get to enjoy the squirrels dancing about and the beautiful flea full cat Bobby is there too. And I remind myself to breathe. So that’s why I miss smoking. You’re incredibly sensitive, Harry, on all levels. You’ve done things to your body that could have taken your life m. But we didn’t want an only the good die young with you… not gonna happen.
You’re just toe deep into your greatness.
You have always challenged me to do things I never would have.
I experience acute performance anxiety in every way, shape and form in my life…
But you make it easy, light, so I stumble forward and take the proverbial plunge. What a gift you have given me with this. You do it for everyone.
I am well now, best I’ve ever been because of medical care and med adjustments.
It’s a bit of a miracle. But we find those every day, don’t we, in just being able to wake up from sleep, breathe a breath , walk a step
You intrinsically understand these things.
You are a super power individual.
Anyway, I’ve found my way, and actually Oprah and Madonna left me… all I’ll say is legacy’s.
Which is what YOU are just beginning to build!!!
My sister is a very sick and troubled person, and the battle over the inheritance which is large, from my mother continues.
My moniker, so to speak, though wrong word is …
Wait for it, but no edging involved haha 🤣 is …
🆓 Lizzie.
Anyway, I’m currently very fat with Dave’s babies. Big plural on that.
Honestly just trying to ignore it and realize the miracle of being pregnant and hopefully, as in not too far away, please God, deliver these babies out healthy, and safe and sound.
These aren’t OZEMPIC babies though, so that’s an enormous blessing.
You were wonderful, beautiful with Stevie Nicks last night. How brave she was and blessed to have you by her side.
You were your usual selfless self, giving her the stage, and still making glorious iconic music together.
If I had had coffee this would have been better, but that’s not in the cards.
I’m thinking of you, obviously 🙄 and want you to know how much I love you.
Please take good care of yourself, Harry…
Our world desperately needs Harold ???
Whatever…
Our world desperately needs our Harry Styles.
There is absolutely no one like the inimitable once in a lifetime…
YOU.
Sending all my love, a cuddle, with all the other good stuff, ingredients, so to speak, mixed in
Finally… if you’re still awake after reading this beleaguered material…
Let’s just let it go, let it gone, Let God…
Love,
Lizzie
Ps.
No proof reading
All errors are, once again, obviously
🙄
MINE!
🎈