But its just crazy to me how these past couple of weeks have linked themselves together.
At the beginning of the month, my sister had a dream that I died (I mean Whitney died a part of me has pretty much died)
For the past few weeks now all I had been listening to was Whitney at least 2, 3 times a day, watching her concerts and live performances on youtube.
Its like God knew how much I’d be freaking out about this and kind of prepared me early.
It also made realize I have never seen The Preachers Wife, definitely gonna do that today