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Whitney Houston

Written by the Scribner

January 17, 2022

Whitney Houston, Musician. Photo by PH2 Mark Kettenhofen.

You should continue writing and don’t stop. You are the Scribner, and some things are not always easy to hear. Don’t be spooked, and continue writing.

Me and Bobbi Kristina are doing just fine. Since passing, I have gained a perspective that I did not have and lightness. Anything is possible, and I or we are rays of light traveling between galaxies as we have a lot to catch upon.

My mother is not doing so well. The news of our passing has been especially difficult. She wishes she could do better. She thought she could save me and sometimes pondered if she could have done more or better. She relives these moments, but they don’t serve her well and would like her to stop.

Oh, a Whitney Academy that discovers and nurtures young talent so they are never left in the lion’s den called the music business.

My mom is not so hot, a lot of burden and stress. She is managing, not thriving or flourishing, but things are coming to the tail end and we would love to welcome her.

My mother has made a lot of sacrifices, did things she understood in her own way. She was (is) a good mother, and under her tutelage, I blossomed and came to be.

I never took anything she did for granted, and for that, I will always love her for being my mother. For showing up and trying to rescue me even though I was long past. I loved her dearly, and like her, I did the best I knew for Bobbi, my beautiful angel, lovely flower, and sunflower who showed me great love and joy. And while I tried, I was not always the best mother, but I did my best.

My message is to love the life you got no matter where you are. To Caci, Kaci, darling, I have always loved you.

And to all my fans, I love you for supporting me, even when I was not supporting myself and struggled.

To my die-hard fans, I just want to say thank you. Thank you for everything and for all that you have done to defend me, my honor, when I was gone. I love you for your unwavering support. It really means and meant a lot. Thank you.


Footnote:
And to the Scribner, learn to walk to your own music. Don’t give up when things are hard, and don’t try to control things. Let things be and unfold at their own pace. This is a difficult path, and I know you have many projects in different stages of ideation. Keep at it. Go get them at iCorp. And don’t doubt your talent and gift. Keep writing. There are lots that are waiting to be connected and for their message to be released. You got this, and I am watching out for you.

Auntie Whitney.