I'm still having such a hard time believing that this wasn't a dream and at any moment I will finally wake from it. Even though it all still feels so surreal, the reality is that this is real mourning I'm experiencing. For me, it's always such a shock when my favorite celebrities die because I feel connected to them in some way. Not personally but through their gifts in which they shared unselfishly with the world.
Prince wasn't just a celebrity to me, he was an icon. Incomparably talented, undeniably unique and second to none. I think this is hitting me so hard because I was at what would be his final show here in Atlanta just a week ago.
This photo was taken just moments after he left the stage singing Purple Rain. There were heavy restrictions against taking audio/video per his request. Though there were a few to rebel against his wishes, visibly eager to capture the moment. (I thought about doing the same) But this time I chose to put the phone in my purse and then something beautiful happened.
I've been to many concerts but for the first time I got to truly experience the artist in all of his glory. There was something so raw, so emotional, so intimate about putting the phone down and just taking in everything. I sang, I danced, I laughed and smiled the entire night.
For me, this was just a vivid reminder to always live in the moment and to appreciate the life I have and of those I love. Who would've known that I would get to experience what would be his last performance ever. Although this hurts deeply and my heart feels broken I feel truly blessed to have witnessed the beauty that manifested within him. The Beautiful Ones always go far too soon. Rest in eternal love.
My first time seeing Prince was at Essence a couple years ago. Me and my best gal pals forever bonded in purple.
|New Orleans, 2014.|