So, when the news broke that Whitney Houston had passed away Saturday afternoon, on the eve of the Grammy Awards, it literally knocked the wind out of me. With her, goes a piece of my childhood. Whitney and Madonna gave a young, scared and lonely gay boy a sense of hope for the future. Sadly, it was a sense that she couldn't seem to hold on to in the glare of the spotlight. The pressures of her life must have seemed unbearable. Such beautiful, pure talent. Such a glowing soul.
Gone far too soon.
Gone far too soon.
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