Writing is the way I deal with most things these days. It's easier for me to type than to talk sometimes. The way I see it, I can get everything out without having to answer questions about it.
This thing with Prince has me shaken.
I'm fully aware that he was human, and humans die every day. They're not designed to live forever. But when talking of someone as iconic as Prince, that's what you expect. They're not supposed to die when you're not ready. Or when there's no reason to think that they would. He wasn't even sick -- as far as we know.
Maybe if we knew more about him, this wouldn't be so hard. If we had an insight into what was actually going on in his life, it would make this easier.
My initial Facebook status when I heard the news was, "I do NOT want to believe this, and I don't want it to be true. As this news settles into my heart, I honestly can't handle it and I don't want to. Prince provided the soundtrack to so many memorable moments in my life. He may rest, but I certainly will not. Not for a while..."
This thing with Prince has me shaken.
I'm fully aware that he was human, and humans die every day. They're not designed to live forever. But when talking of someone as iconic as Prince, that's what you expect. They're not supposed to die when you're not ready. Or when there's no reason to think that they would. He wasn't even sick -- as far as we know.
Maybe if we knew more about him, this wouldn't be so hard. If we had an insight into what was actually going on in his life, it would make this easier.
My initial Facebook status when I heard the news was, "I do NOT want to believe this, and I don't want it to be true. As this news settles into my heart, I honestly can't handle it and I don't want to. Prince provided the soundtrack to so many memorable moments in my life. He may rest, but I certainly will not. Not for a while..."
I still feel that way.
What makes me sad about Prince's death isn't him dying.
Let's be honest -- he wasn't a relative or even a close friend. We never shared
a laugh or a hug. It's what it symbolizes for me. He was the one I listened to
when I wanted to be bad. (Remember Erotic City? Darling Nikki?) He was the one
who made me feel grown when I was nowhere near adulthood. (I was a Hot Thing
who had The Look) My teenage love letters were populated with his lyrics. (The
Beautiful Ones? Adore, anyone?) Basically, his passing signals the end of an
era. He joins Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, Rick James, Teena Marie, and
Luther Vandross as musicians who provided the soundtrack to my childhood &
teenage years.
Straight up, this death thing is making me tired. I just lost my mentor last week. The work of mourning is too hard to have to do it often. Last year was a year of personal loss for me, and it was devastating. To have to start off this year losing people who mean something to me -- whether or not they know it -- is really trying to my soul.
Yes, I know I will get past this. Today, though, as my body betrays me yet again...I just don't know.
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