Popular American music star Madonna has lost her brother Christopher Ciccone after a long battle with terminal cancer.
Madonna paid a moving tribute to Ciccone, who died Friday at the age of 63, on Instagram Sunday, describing him as “the person closest to me.”
The 66-year-old actress, who was born Madonna Louise Ciccone, said she hadn’t spoken to Ms. Ciccone for a while before she fell ill.
Acknowledging his brother’s efforts in growing his career, Ciccone revealed that his dance teacher “created a safe space” for him to come out as gay at a time when sexuality was socially taboo. Ta.
She writes: “He has been the closest person to me for a long time. It’s hard to explain our bond. But it’s because we are different and society will punish us if we don’t conform to the status quo. It was born from the understanding that
“We held each other’s hands and danced through the crazy days of our childhood. In fact, dancing was like a kind of superglue that held us together.
“Dance saved me in a small town in the Midwest, and my brother came along and saved him too.
“My ballet teacher, also Christopher, created a safe space for my brother to be gay, something that wasn’t talked about, not even whispered about in the area where we lived. words.
“When I finally got up the courage to go to New York and become a dancer, my brother followed me, and once again we held each other’s hands and danced through the madness of the New City.
“We devoured art, music and film like starving animals. We were at the epicenter of all these explosions. We danced through the madness of the AIDS epidemic.
“We went to funerals and cried and we went dancing. Early in my career we danced on stage together and he eventually became the creative director of many of our tours.
“When it comes to taste, my brother is the Pope and I had to kiss the ring to get his blessing. I rebelled against the majority, against all authority.My brother was by my side.
“He was a painter, a poet, a visionary. I admired him. He has impeccable taste and a sharp tongue.
“…The last year hasn’t been easy. We didn’t talk sometimes, but when my brother got sick, we found our way back to each other.
“I did my best to keep him alive as long as possible. He was in a lot of pain until the end. We held hands again, closed our eyes, and danced together.
“I’m glad he’s not suffering anymore. There’ll never be anyone like him. I know he’s dancing somewhere.”
