“Sometimes, I swear to you, it feels like nothing is going my way. Then I look at my little girl and know that she needs me for me and not anything else. That makes me wanna live on so much harder, 'cause I can’t stand to think the world would teach her something I wouldn’t teach her. That makes me live, baby.” — Out, May 2000 ~Whitney Houston
What leads us to choose the people who surrounds us? Is it an endless aching need for connection
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There is speculation that her death was of a suspicious nature. The fingers are pointing to her live-in boyfriend, Nick Gordon. In a recent article released by eonline.com, Bobbi's close friend, Alex Reid discloses details of the ordeal that Bobbi Kristina endured with Nick and his behavior since her hospitalization hasn't exactly portrayed that of a mourning boyfriend. How did a beautiful, vivacious young woman from a celebrity family end up under the control of someone who is beginning to sound like a monster? It's a pretty simple answer if you ask me.
Mom and Dad were often battling, estranged, wrapped up in battling drug addiction. I'm sure the worst of their domestic violence issues were kept from the headlines. It's always our children who pay for our vices and poor choices in the end. None of us is perfect, but we should always be mindful of the environment we create for our children. One day they just might grow up to live it. Whitney Houston was America's sweetheart and Bobby Brown the bad boy we all loved to hate, the tendency is to feel badly for them, and I do. The point in my writing is not to vilify Bobby Brown in any way, because perhaps he was at some point in his life a victim to living under the same circumstances. However I hope that in our sympathy and our empathy we don't lose sight of how this tragedy could have been averted at some point in the past by either of her parents choosing something healthy for their relationship or for themselves as individuals so that we have the opportunity to apply it's un-exercised solutions in our own lives. My thoughts and condolences go out to the family of Bobbi Kristina. Stay strong, this tragedy hasn't ended just yet, not by a long shot.