It's been a full year since the world lost Prince, since my super-long post, and the moment when millions of his fans went into a state of mourning and shock that will never end. Prince was a wonderful and talented person who brought folks from all walks of life together to groove. There are so many questions to be answered, still. So many revelations that seem to be making things complicated, and more merch than most of us can fit in our little altars/corners/rooms in his honor. I want it all, and I'm probably gonna go broke getting earrings, necklaces, and tshirts at this rate.
Recently, I had to dismantle my Prince corner due to a disaster that fell upon the home I was living in. It broke my heart to see my little altar taken apart. I'm glad I took one last picture before anything else happened. I can't afford to go anywhere to celebrate him, let alone a Paisley affair. I'm still pretty sad about that, but I am going to celebrate his music, paint my nails purple, and wear something cute to bed. I've been wearing an amethyst bracelet, The Love Symbol on my necklace, and my purple class ring in his honor. I would have dressed for it, but sadly being removed from the home meant that I was unable to grab all my Princely effects to make the best of the day.And of course, my Gaia Avatars were poppin' in his honor, just like last year.
But alas--I wear purple all the time. I listen to his music all the time. I visit the Prince group on FB, and connect with fellow fans often. I live, love, and remember him all the time.
I miss him dearly, and I don't think that hole will ever be filled. Although I don't feel the same deep brokenness as other fans, the pain is still there. The loss is still there. The tears come whenever I hear Sometimes It Snows In April, and I feel a kind of sadness hearing Gold.
It really has been a year, and it seems like time went by so fast.
April 21st--the hardest day for the Purple Army.
RIP, Prince.
