Whitney Houston died yesterday and it seems to be a sad day for everyone. I know you probably won't believe this but Whitney's music was a big part of my childhood growing up. I know all of the words to her songs (her singles anyway) and I will sing them loud and proud from here on out. How, you may ask? My aunt Rita listened to her religiously so every time I hear ANY of her songs I think of her...and now I hope Rita is up there with a front row seat to Whitney's first heavenly concert.
In memory of Miss Houston I'm gonna wanna dance with somebody, but how will I know without getting so emotional if that one moment in time is why I will always love you??
Drugs or not 48 is still too young...for anybody. Rest in Peace Whitney, tell Rita I miss her terribly.
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