A Tribute to Whitney Houston

 

Today marks two years since the woman with the most beautiful voice in the world was found dead in a bath tub in a hotel room. With the belief that all our days are numbered, it perhaps is a bit hard to comprehend why substance controlled her life for many. While nobody knows the answers but perhaps Whitney herself, I believe Hollywood is so fleeting and vain that celebrities are the loneliest troubled spirits one could encounter. Drugs have become a solace-a hiding place- a comfort home.
While her ample talent was often times overshadowed by the foul habit that went on to cost her life many still do gasp with amazement when her music plays. There will never be another Whitney. One voice eternally gone- all we are left with is it's memories. An avid reality show junkie like myself recently started tuning into The Houston's a reality show following the lives of the Houston's post death. The heart weeps during every episode as you watch Krissy resemble her mother, not just in appearance but in her erratic behaviour. I can vouch that the troubled daughter is almost always intoxicated on the show. It's painful to watch, simply because one can see through her actions- we can see the pain. In one episode where her God mother Cece Winans featured, Krissy explained in her state of incoherence how weary she had grown of the judgements by her family and critics alike. 'Don't judge me-they judged mom, look what happened to her-she is dead!'...heart ranching words.

Many years of rooting for her mother's recovery, left the world shattered on February 11, 2012 when finally the years of battling with drug addiction claimed the life of Whitney Houston.

  While no body knows what Krissy goes through on a day to day having been raised by a mother who had her demons, one could only hope the future promises better for her.