It's Saturday and my day started early with the best of intentions, but my truck decided otherwise. Resigned to the fact that I am stuck at home with a to do list a mile long, I make the choice to keep a positive attitude as I begin the research on what it might cost to make my truck road worthy again. As the day goes from what should have been 100 miles per hour to zero, I learn from my Mother who is in disbelief that one of her favorites and one of our legends has passed away, Whitney Houston.
Now hear me out I am not comparing my car troubles to the loss of her life, what helped me arrive at this title would be the disheartening coverage of her death by the media. Ms. Houston shared an amazing gift with the world, but never did the word star replace human, nor should she be defined by her issues. At the end of her life she was still a daughter, mother, family member and friend to those that lost her. She was still a human being and if we dared live our life any closer to God we would not look only to the bad, sad and tragic. Instead we would search for the good, talk about the redemptions and pay respect for the gift she shared. It got me off my own soap box of frustration that every time I get one step closer some thing sends me two steps back. The first step back is to learn what I failed to the first time around and the second to show me that I have the strength to still move forward.
I don't know Whitney anymore than I knew Don Cornelius or Michael Jackson, I was just a fan, but as a person just like them I know that we are more than our issues and when our loved ones must say goodbye they are not mourning our problems, but our person.
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