I was shocked when I heard she had passed. Her voice seemed inextinguishable. Through technology, her recorded voice will always be with us, but the breath behind the music is gone.
My heart goes out to her daughter. Regardless of Whitney's fame and struggles, in her daughter's eyes, she was simply Mom.
Whitney shares the day with another W image that also tugs at my heart.
Two years ago, a good friend of mine in Oregon passed away. Kim was authentic and loving and passionate about helping women in crisis pregnancies. She was a positive mentor to me, and I miss her.
In her final days, she wanted to visit Multnomah Falls, a favorite spot near her home where she always found beauty and peace. As a woman of faith, she encountered God there. Her daughter took her to the waterfalls and took this picture.
I love this image of Kim in her wheelchair, admiring the beauty and massive force of the waterfall. She knew she was dying, and she was at peace with it. She knew the same creator who had formed the rocks had shaped her life, and she was ready to join Him.
These days, whenever I see a waterfall, I think of Kim. (For my original tribute to my dear friend, click here: In Memory of Kim)
Today, I'm thinking of two beloved women who died too young. Known around the globe, or known on a much smaller scale, they both had a great impact on those who loved them. Their earthly windows have closed, but I believe their light continues to shine in their Father's house.