When I was 10 years old all the way to now, Whitney Houston was and is still the artist that gives me peace, calm, joy and happiness in times I have needed it. In hospital, being bullied, in love, in celebration and in loss. All of it. I don’t sing her songs to flex and attempt to replace her (as so many people comment) NO ONE will ever replace anyone ever. Especially Whitney. I sing it because it celebrates her and that’s all I want to do, and gives me a peace my own music doesn’t and cannot give me. It covers me in safety, it reminds me of times in my childhood and the prayer her voice covered me in. I can’t explain it very well, but I feel it. So in this moment a few weeks ago. In a church, with the moonlight coming through the windows. I stepped into the audience and sang this song with no mic to FEEL that prayer, that safety, that sheet of love that I crave sometimes and crave now more than I have in along time. This moment was so special for me, selfishly. And I’m so happy I got to share it with so many people in the moment and am now seeing so many people who weren’t there getting the same feeling I needed in that moment. A calm. A peace. A prayer. Thank you Whitney, while you may not be here your music lives on inside so many of us. 🫀🫂🔋 To the young lady crying I hope my music can give you what Whitney’s music gives me. Anytime you feel scared or sad or happy and joyful. I’m right there to hold your hand in the soundtrack of your life. Love you girl. 🫂 Also the man who says “ooooooaaawwwwgggh” at the start and the person sssssshhhing him cracks me up everytime 😂🤣😭
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