Thursday, December 9, 2010


A day after my mother's birthday 
I find out that Aretha has pancreatic cancer. 
My mother died from that horrific type of bastard cancer.

Aretha, she molded my youth.

Diva Extreme-a.

Singing at the top of my lungs to her songs
 when I was a teeny tiny thing.

I always leaned toward motown, funk, soul and blues. 

Stevie Wonder in our house growing up, not Steve Tyler.

Give me little Michael Jackson
 over Keith Partridge or Donny Osmond any day.

Lester, lester, lester, lester...just a little bit...just a little bit... 


or one of my fave mantras in my twenties:

each morning I wake up,
still have on last nights make up


Day drinking and I'm thinkin' of you

My heart and prayers go out to her and hers.
She is the Diva of all divas!!


Purple Flowers said...

Her songs were, and still resonate in the hearts of us "Rockers".
I feel sad for her. I think she still has some Diva left to give.

Irene ~ RE~VINTAGED said...

My father died from that digusting cancer just last year. I pray for Aretha, knowing what she will be facing. No-one deserves that cancer.

Callie Grayson said...

Any trouble with the Panceas sucks! my Dad's has shut down twice and it was horrible.
I do have hope in medicine, I have a friend and her mission in life is to design an artificial pancreas for transplant and she with her team are making strides.

I have to agree, she is the Diva of all Diva's. I think today, I will be only playing Aretha and dance about the house for positive energy!!

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