Always Be My Baby

Dearest Whitney,

Today marks 4th months that you have not been with us on earth. As you've made your transition, so many hearts are still aching, some of us with questions, and though we're not suppose to question, some days yes I still have questions. In my heart of hearts, I know that you're in a better place, and I know that you're at peace, the trouble of the world is not longer yours. When a work is done, you're called home, and when a job is well done, you're called even sooner. People feel the tremendous loss and void that your absence brings. I still hear you singing out, I still see your radiant smile, I can still anticipate the roar that the crowd would have when you walked out on stage to present or sing, you always commanded that stage with your style, class, and charm, you were always regal. Four months ago a void became a part of my life, and that's because you're no longer in the physical, but I know that I will see you again, and that brings me joy. RIP my Princess. Until the next time...