As people remember her talent, Whitney Huston's voice is everywhere. She was very popular around the time my parents were splitting up and I remember my mom listening to her often. After my dad left, my mom bought this new stereo complete with a record player and a cassette deck - so v. high tech back in the mid-80s. I remember her playing her Whitney cassette tapes and dancing around the house with me.
Now as an adult with a bit more life experience than my 7 year old self, I can better understand the heartache and pain that my mom must have felt during that time - and it makes me sad to know that it was something that my mom had to endure. In spite of it all, she was strong for me and for my brother. She never faltered and while I am sure she had her moments, I don't recall ever seeing her breakdown. My mom was extraordinary.
I imagine she took solace in Whitney's lyrics and at the same time found hope for new love. Because it was also during this time that my mom found, Ralph, my stepdad. Again, as I look back and view that relationship through my adult glasses, I am able to see how special it was that they found each other. Ralph made my mom so happy and I know she did the same for him. I truly think he healed her broken heart and took good care of it until the day she passed away. I will always be grateful to him for loving her (and us).
Maybe my mom will be hearing Whitney belting it out in heaven.
RIP Whitney Huston.
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