Sunday, February 12, 2012
Where Do Broken Hearts Go
I'm in the mall trying to de-stress from work, headed to Starbucks and my phone rings. My roommate delivers the worst news of the day: Whitney Houston had died.
I couldn't even think straight....I just had to get off the phone. Not Whitney. I refused to believe it. Then my phone rings again. It's my Best Friend. "Please don't tell me...." I said. "Yup..." was all he could say.
Fuck. It was true. My all-time FAVORITE singer....EVER....was dead.
I felt like a member of my own family had died. In a way, Whitney was family. I grew up with her. Listened to her music repeatedly as a child all the way through to present day. I loved her. There was no other singer like Whitney. And now she's gone.
I can't even phathom to list my favorite Whitney moments, because the list is infinite. But I will list a few:
1991 Billboard Music Awards - She shut it down with a performance of Lover Man, My Man & All the Man I need.
1994 South Africa Concert - I Have Nothing
Star Spangled Banner
And of Course....
Rest in Peace Whitney. I will ALWAYS love you.