Prince: Why This One Hurts Deeper…

I had just posted about Chyna passing away and before that, Doris Roberts from “Everybody Loves Raymond” and before Maurice White of “Earth, Wind and Fire” and before that…many others.  This has been a marathon year of celebrity deaths and big time celebrities at that.  Prince’s death is right up there with Michael Jackson’s and Whitney Houston’s for me

But this one hurts a little deeper.  For me, Prince was the epitome of health.  He was the poster child for what pop stars could be and the kind of career they could have if they took care of themselves and didn’t get caught up in tabloid behavior.  Once I learned how MJ died, I was hurt, but I could rationalize it because of his abuse of prescription drugs.  Whitney’s behavior put her on borrowed time. Yet, it is difficult for me to rationalize Prince.  He was supposed to live well into ripe old age because he did all the right things.  Prince was not caught up tabloid drama, guarded his privacy like Fort Knox, never heard of him abusing drugs or alcohol and the older he grew, the more his faith seemed to deepen.

I don’t know if it is a sign of the times, something in the air or water or just life doing what life does, I just know that Prince’s music is a soundtrack to many moments in my life.  His art was a constant and like MJ, I took great comfort in knowing that he would always be working on something to sustain my appetite.

As a teenager, I remember receiving a phone call from my school asking why I wasn’t there on this particular day.  I promptly told them I had the flu, which I’m sure was difficult to believe with “Take Me With You” blasting in the background and me panting heavily from dancing so hard.

He made being different okay.  Like Stevie Wonder and Michael Jackson, his lyrics were thought provoking while also making you get up and dance.  The way he manipulated his voice, the piano, guitar, drums and the often times, esoteric things he would say in his music just proved he was only living here, but he was not of this world.

Yes, this one hurts deeper than the rest.  I am tired of a celebrity death constantly being one of the trending topics on my Facebook page.   I know none of us get out of this alive, I just figured Prince was one who had more time.  Rest in love.