Apparently it was around the time I turned-off the TV, shut down the laptop, and went into a working mode on a house project for many hours before slipping off to sleep without checking the news. It had been just a normal Saturday, after all. Or so I thought.
And then, after a long and fruitful sleep (many interesting dreams), I awoke early; listened to the birds having quite a conversation (birds certainly love to talk to each other, don't they?), wandered off to the kitchen to make tea, feed my Little Familiar, returned to the bedroom, placed the laptop on my lap, turned it on and - Whoa! Whitney Houston has died!
It was momentarily rattling. And very sad. The more cynical among us point to the chances of her known substance abuse problems as being the cause of her death. It's happening now all over the Interwebs as people chat and comment on the news of her passing, that she had been on a self-destructive path, so why should everyone be so surprised? That it was inevitable.
Yes, it would seem that way despite word that she had cleaned-up her act and was on a comeback. After several embarrasing and disatrous comeback attempts over the last few years, another try seemed plausible, although it had become clear she had lost the purity of her once-pure voice and would still have a struggle to stay on course.
I'm sad. Inevitable or not, many people say they are shocked simply because she hasn't been going through public meltdowns or looking rough and overly tumbled-down by something heavy for a while, I would have thought the same had I not seen THIS the other day. (The author has written a nice tribute to her today in his most inimitable way.) After viewing the pictures, it was more than clear that something wasn't "right" with Miss Houston again.
What a sad tale, the rise and fall of yet another entertainment icon. Such talent, we all chime. What a waste, we shake our heads. It makes our hearts feel heavy while we always pull out their old music or films or TV shows or books..... We pay tribute regardless of what took the life of the icon. We do this because there was and is a reason why they became icons: they moved us in some way. They brought something special, inspirational, into our lives, often educating, uplifting, our minds and spirits. They were (or had been) the best in their field.
So, today the world mourns yet another who is "gone too soon."
As someone wrote on Twitter in response to the news of Whitney's death, "Enough already!"
I agree.
The Grammy Awards are planning a tribute to Whitney. Only a True Diva would die the day before the Grammy Awards! And I write with a wry smile. Good for you, Miss Houston! The Grammy's will be almost all about you in one way or another - in private conversation to a major public celebration of your great tunes and pitch-perfect delivery. You deserve the attention. Your timing is, once again, perfect!
Bravo! And RIP.
ADDITIONAL NOTE: Sincere condolences to all who knew, loved, and cared-for Whitney.
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