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I catch myself saying "they don't make music like they used to" more than I'm willing to admit. This especially holds true to the female artists of this generation. A song called "Tic Toc" should never be allowed on the airwaves.
That's why the death of Whitney Houston shook me to the core. Her music left a profound and significant imprint in my life. Certain songs trigger amazing and not-so-amazing memories of my life.
Growing up in the 80s, what lil' girl (or boy) didn't sing and dance to I Wanna Dance With Somebody or How Will I Know? while staring at themselves in the mirror.
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Her most famous song I Will Always Love You played at every school dance in grade 7 and 8. I always prayed my crush would ask me to dance. The kind of PG-13 dance where the boy barely touches your waist and the girl gently holds the boy's shoulders ensuring they we're 4 feet apart.
My first broken heart was from my best guy friend who broke up with me in high school I was madly in love with him. We tried dating but it became evident that he couldn't see past a friendship.
That pain felt like it lasted an eternity. The kind of gut-wrenching pain that makes you stop breathing, eating and sleeping. It looked like the soul disappeared from my small almond-shaped brown eyes.
I would cry to Why Does It Hurt So Bad and Exhale over and over again until the Waiting to Exhale CD (pre-iPod days) scratched and could no longer play.
But my greatest memory of Whitney Houston wasn't associated with a boy.
My best friend Sarah (yes, we have the same name) and I would belt out to our Love, Whitney CD on many road trips. During a trip to visit friends at University of Western Ontario, we we're so busy singing Saving All My Love For You over and over again, we we're two towns passed London before realizing we missed the exit.
Whitney, you will be missed. No one will ever exemplify the power of love through your voice and words.
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