Whitney

By now, you know. We lost Whitney. First Michael, now Whitney. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take. My pop idols are dropping like flies. Kids, if this isn’t a testimony of what drugs can do to a person’s career, I don’t know what is. I blame Bobby Brown. Ladies, you can’t turn a bad boy. You just can’t.

I rocked a serious hair bow because of her. I embraced my natural curl because of her. I sang in my church choir because of her. “I Wanna Dance with Somebody” was the first song I knew by heart that wasn’t from Sesame Street. I can remember dancing in my parents kitchen to that song and putting on a show with some friends while we sang over the tape. I must own every album she’s made.

If losing Michael was any indication, there will be millions of downloads and album sales in the next 48 hours. It just so happens that I listened to my Whitney play list at the gym this morning.

I offer it to you now in her memory:

• “I Wanna Dance with Somebody”
• “Greatest Love of All”
• “So Emotional”
• “How Will I Know”
• “I Will Always Love You”
• “I’m Every Woman”
• “Saving All My Love for You”
• “I’m Your Baby Tonight”
• “All the Man That I Need”
• “I Look to You”
• “Someone for Me”
• “I Believe in You and Me”
• “My Heart is Calling”
• “It’s Not Right But It’s OK”
• “One Moment in Time”
• “Run to You”
• “Exhale (Shoop Shoop)”

Sincerely,

Sally B.