There can be miracles... RIP Whitney Houston

I thought it would need something pretty special for me to come out of my self imposed exile from the blog world. I wish it weren't this. Whitney Houston, my first musical influence, the lady with so much grace, the powerful voice, passed away today in Los Angeles, a day before the Grammys. What can I say about Whitney that has not already been said by many of her esteemed colleagues. It was close to 20 years ago that I heard "I will always love you" and I was hooked. I made my family's ears ring trying to imitate her, and sometimes in not a very good way. She wowed me even more with "I have nothing", "Step by step", "I believe in you and me" and then "When you believe". I wanted to be her, I believed that if my voice turned out to be even 1/10th of her's I would be blessed. As I decided to take music in school, I heard one of the most painful things someone could ever tell a child. Someone told me "You're not good enough". I stopped performing in school as a result but at home Whitney's voice would keep me company. I'd keep singing. Now, I'm glad I did. Thank you Whitney for making me believe I could sing. I still believe I need to get to that 1/10 and know I have quite a long way to go myself but in Whitney's own words:
"Oh, but I won't let my spirit fail me
Oh, I won't let my spirit go
Until I get to my destination
I'm gonna take it slowly 'cause I'm making it mine"
- Step by step - Whitney Houston
P.S. I will always love you

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