Dear Mrs. Houston,
we never met, matter of fact, you don’t even know that I exist, but you have been a part of my life.
When I was a young kid, my mom used to play your songs on the radio. You made me want to dance with somebody. You made me wonder how I will know. When I was 8 years old, I sat in front of the tv and witnessed you move a whole nation and the rest of the world with just one moment in time. Shortly after, when I was 10 years old, I saw you sitting on this motorbike and I realized how beautiful you are as a person. Only months later you starred in “Bodyguard’ and became the biggest popstar on the face of the planet. I’m grateful to have witnessed that in person. To say that I will always love you would be an understatement. You have been an inspiration and a source of joy ever since I can imagine and throughout your career and throughout my life, this never changed. When you let the world know that you and Bobby had something in common, I felt that I could hear your happiness in every little line of that song. You said that your love is my love. But it’s much more than that. If I ever could love music the way you did it, I’d be a blessed man. Your contribution to soul music and pop culture is unmatched and it was obvious to see how we had all been waiting for your return because noone ever managed to do what you do, to be who you are.
I don’t know what happened to you and why you had to leave us so soon. Maybe media will tell the world within the next days. Maybe we’ll never find out. All I know is, it’s not right, but it’s okay. I feel this way because deep inside I have a little hope that by now maybe you’re reliefed. Maybe your beautiful soul is free now. Maybe your spirit is growing wings now. And maybe, you being in a better place, will have you feeling like a million dollar bill one more time.
Now that you’re gone, we all have the answer to our biggest question. Didn’t we almost have it all? Yes, we did. There will never be another.
Thank you, Mrs. Houston.