Whe I opened my facebook today, I was greeted with a news about Whitney Houston’s death. Apparently, she died at age 48. It’s truly a shocking news.

And I…. I… will always love you….

The cause of Whitney Houston’s death is not revealed yet. But according to what was known before, she was struggling with drug abuse.

I have nothing… nothing… if I don’t have you….

Houston was the most awarded female act of all time, according to Guinness World Records. It’s no wonder of course. Her music has sense into them. Her voice was beautiful. Her music, in some way or the other, have touched lives.

Where do broken hearts go… can they always find home…

What can I say? Life is too short. It’s a good reminder to just make the most of it while we can.

Didn’t we almost have it all… when love was all we have worth giving…

RIP, Whitney Houston!

I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone’s shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can’t take away my dignity
Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all

I really hope that before she died, she found the TRUE Greatest Love of all… God the Almighty.

Hubby, to me, is a superman. But there are things that he cannot do: to play a musical instrument and to dance. So I guess that disqualifies him to be perfect, right?

I really don’t mind that he isn’t a musician, because there are so many other things that he is so good at. At times, though, I wish he would just serenade me with my favorite love songs with an archtop guitar in hand… but his surprises are a lot better than that so I can’t complain.

I love it when he sings in the shower, though! And yes, even without a guitar, he serenades me in secret—and honestly? he does not sound that bad, at all!