I'm sure you've heard that Whitney Houston was found dead today. Now, I'm not usually one to be personally upset about the death of a celebrity, but I'm really, really sad to hear that she's no longer with us.
I've always loved music. I was in choir in high school, made All Region Choir and All State Choir and even went to college on a choir scholarship (but unfortunately was an idiot and decided not to stick with choir throughout my entire time in college.) In fact, #8 on My 30 Before 30 List is to sing in a choir again. (I miss it so much!)
As soon as I started to realize how much I loved to sing, Whitney Houston immediately became my idol. After all, she had one of those voices that could completely captivate you. I would listen to her daily in awe of her and her talent. I respected her as an artist. And her talent truly touched me, as I'd often turn to her music to escape reality during difficult moments when growing up.
It's been no secret that she's struggled with addiction for quite a while, but just like other artists who've fallen out of the good graces of the public, I've always hoped she'd make a comeback. Knowing now that it won't happen is devastating.
In a society where auto-tunes and Kei$ha pass for music, it's sad to lose someone with such raw talent.
We lost one of the greats today. R.I.P. Whitney.