I am a very sensitive writer whom carries the world’s burdens. I really didn’t feel like writing for a couple of days! I am sooo depressed still about Whitney’s death, and there is nothing I can do about it but, keep her family in prayer. I am so drained right about now. Just picking up on her family and people everywhere who is still in SHOCKED. I never knew Whitney and never met her but, in my head as Wendy the talk show host said. I feel like I knew her in my head. She was my friend. I am 45 and she was 48 when she died. That is scary ….really. Sigh* when its your time …its your time to go. We have heard all kinds of news on the internet and T.V.
Now in the spirit…I can relate to her. Scary huh? Well, in my dreams when she is ready to talk…she will come to me in my dreams like the rest do. You can call it what you want to but, this is my life of communication….