It was a day that will become an “Where were you when” iconic conversation.
The news that Prince had died pulled the heartstrings of people from around the world.
Someone asked, “How can millions mourn a man they never knew?”. Good question and I think it’s because music is nostalgic. No one did it bigger or with more influence for this generation than he did.
Nothing has the power to move us and to transport us to a single moment quite like music. Music helps us to retell our stories and helps preserve our memories. These moments all come together as a unique soundtrack, different like a finger print and it becomes our storyteller.
When he died, of course we mourned the man but also we mourned a piece of our youth that died that morning.
Being Minnesotan we love our own and he felt like ours. His death brought out a unity in our city that we haven’t seen in a long time. That day where once stood an enemy became a friend and where once stood a stranger became a brother and sister. We put our petty differences aside and came together shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand in unity to honor a man passionate about his craft, his city, and his people.
The young and young at heart took to the chilly Minnesota streets to celebrate music, love, life, and humanity.
We were all moved by his talent, his presence on stage, and his quiet thoughtful nature off stage.
Let our own lives reflect the goodness that brings people together and may we live in such a way that when our curtain falls for the last time that our music will also live on.
Thanks for reading.
~Be Blessed and be a Blessing~
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