As my first blog post, I thought it would be fitting to start at the beginning since, this weekend, I’ve been forced to remember how I started singing due to the passing of the great Whitney Houston. I still vividly remember the days of my childhood as a three year old toddler singing “I Will Always Love You” with a hairbrush as my microphone, the perimeter of our pool as my stage, and my parents and grandparents as my faithful fans. Whitney filled the music industry with so much hope, talent, ambition and inspiration, I don’t think her memory will ever be done enough justice — no matter how many moments of silence are held at the Grammy’s or other such events. Rather, I believe that which she has left behind should be embodied every single day by those who loved and followed her: by using her inspiration and talent as the motivation to keep going and to learn from the mistakes and lessons that she had to go through in her short-lived lifetime…
In these crazy/stressful/chaotic days which we call our lives, it becomes so easy to forget who we are, where we come from and what we believe in. We strive to reach our “end goals” so much, that we become tunnel visioned and don’t appreciate what is actually going on right in front of us. From now on, the words “done”, “complete”, “finished” (and any other word signifying an end to a goal or wish) will be tossed out of my vocabulary and replaced with “what’s NEXT” — it can never end, it can never cease to form into something more, and we can never let it. It begins with us and we determine where it shall go. Therefore, we can determine that it should be infinite.
This is my respect to Whitney — thank you for laying the foundation, for sharing your passion, and for being exceptional.