My cousin turned me on to Prince when I was a very young girl. I was about 10 I've spent a life time obsessing , idolizing, and loving Prince. I told myself I will see him in concert before I die. I did; five years ago at the Inglewood Forum. It was life changing. I can't explain it. I cried through a lot of it. Just being in his presence and in a room of people in his presence was beautiful. I raised my.children listening to Prince. My youngest son is a musician can play several instruments . He always plays Prince music. We have all been devistated with the loss of Prince. Never did I ever fathom I would see this in my lifetime. A world with out Prince isn't a happy place. My b day is 4/20. The next day I was in bed not feeling well. It was the most bizarre thing. I was dreaming of him. I was playing his guitar and his presence was there but I could not see him. But he was there and we were communicating. We were looking for a cassette tape of mine. It was Wendy and Lisa. The one with fruit at the bottom. I've never dreamt of him in my life . My son came in and woke me up with the terrible news. I woke from my dream and jumped up. I told him to shut up and that it wasnt funny. He reassured me he was telling the truth. I grabbed my phone and checked fb. I had several friends sending me condolences. My friends knew I am a huge fan. I had chills because I was in the middle of that dream. I feel honored for what ever reason to have had that dream in that moment. I haven't yet fully processed this. I am heartbroken. Wishing I'd wake up from another dream. This is just a bad dream right? I will love you forever