Throughout my early years my mother would pump the beautiful sounds of Whitney Houston around the house. This was a guaranteed routine during her cleaning. I would get very upset when my father left for work. She said music always calmed me. Whitney was a particular favorite.
This is one of the songs I remember loving the most.
Now, I can’t listen to it without crying. Mostly because both my mother and Whitney have now passed on. Still, (although somewhat somber) it brings me a smile and a sense of peace.
This post is part of the Monthly Peace Challenge: One Good Thing About Music.
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