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@shoelady60,

Good day in the ‘burgh. 💕😎🎈Lady I am wishing your Hockey Team all the best. 🎈😎
They can do this. 💕

I bet your meal was good I do one pot meals too. 💕🎈I am having some toast and some
fruit for a snack. I know boring LOL!

Hey OZ is very nice today. Lady if this Community goes away I will miss it. 💕I hope
everything and everyone can turn all around time will tell. 😎

Wishing you and Jake a very nice Spring Vibes. 😎💕

@taci,

Good Morning in S. California. 🎈😎Taci wishing your husband a smooth recovery.
Sorry about the beautiful earrings you had to return there is always something else
that will come along. 💕🎈

Hey good luck in find the right home just take your time and get what you want for
you and your family. 💕

Enjoy the day for what ever you choose to do. 😎💕

@oodiebom,

Good Morning Peeps and welcome to the HSN Community. 😎🎈

Whitney Houston
“Greatest Love Of All”

I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children’s laughter remind us how we used to be
Everybody’s searching for a hero
People need someone to look up to
I never found anyone who fulfilled my needs
A lonely place to be
And so I learned to depend on me

I decided long ago
Never to walk in anyone’s shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I’ll live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can’t take away my dignity

Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all

I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children’s laughter remind us how we used to be

I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone’s shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I’ll live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can’t take away my dignity

Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all

And if, by chance, that special place
That you’ve been dreaming of
Leads you to a lonely place
Find your strength in love

Written by Linda Creed

She wrote the most famous song about self-love while cancer was killing her. And you’ve never heard her name.
Philadelphia. 1949.
Linda Creed grew up in North Philly where her mother cleaned houses and her father worked construction. But Linda had something nobody could take away. Words.
She filled notebooks with poetry. Feelings nobody around her could express. Pain turned into rhythm. Hope turned into melody.
At 16, she started showing up at recording studios. Philadelphia in the 1960s was making soul music history. Motown sound. The Philadelphia Sound. Hits that would last forever.
She’d wait outside studio doors. Ask to watch. Just to learn. Just to be close to the magic.
The producers noticed her. This young Black woman who could write. Who understood how words married music.
At 19, she partnered with Thom Bell. He made the music. She wrote the words. Together, they created magic.
Their first hit came in 1971. “Stop, Look, Listen (To Your Heart)” for The Stylistics. Top 40.
Then came “Betcha By Golly Wow.” The song at every wedding. Every anniversary. Every soul radio station for five decades. Those words are Linda’s.
“You Make Me Feel Brand New.” Number 2 on the charts. Millions of copies sold worldwide. Gold record.
She was 23 years old. Writing hit after hit. Making other people famous. Making producers rich.
She made decent money. Not rich. Not poor. Just working. Just creating.
“People Make the World Go Round.” The Stylistics again. A social commentary wrapped in beauty. Linda’s pen.
She wrote songs for The Spinners. For Johnny Mathis. For artists whose names everyone knows.
But nobody knew hers.
In 1976, everything changed.
She started feeling exhausted. Bruising appeared on her skin. Pain in her bones that wouldn’t stop.
The doctors ran tests. Then more tests.
Breast cancer. Stage 3. Aggressive. Already spreading through her lymph nodes.
She was 27 years old.
They started treatment immediately. Chemotherapy flooded her body. Radiation burned her skin. Surgery took pieces of her. She lost her hair. Lost weight. Lost everything except the words.
She kept writing. Through every treatment. Every hospital stay. Every moment when death whispered in her ear.
In 1977, she wrote something different. Something that came from a place deeper than music.
“The Greatest Love of All.”
Originally for Muhammad Ali’s biopic. A song about a fighter. But really, a song about fighting.
“Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.”
She wrote those words while her body betrayed her. While cancer consumed her from the inside. While she learned that loving yourself sometimes means accepting you might not win.
George Benson recorded it first. It became a hit. People loved it. Played it. Sang it.
But the credits just said “Creed/Creed.” Most people didn’t even notice. Just another songwriter. Background. Invisible.
The cancer went into remission in 1978. She thought she’d beaten it. Two precious years of believing she’d won.
She kept writing. “Rubberband Man” for The Spinners. More hits. More invisible success.
Then 1980 came. The cancer returned. Worse this time.
Her lymph nodes. Her liver. Her lungs. Everywhere.
She kept writing anyway. What else could she do? The words were all she had left.
By 1985, everyone knew she was dying. The cancer had won. It was just a matter of time.
She was in and out of hospitals. Hooked to machines. Drowning in medications that stopped working.
She kept a notebook by her hospital bed. Kept writing. Right up until the end.
Linda Creed died on April 10, 1986. She was 37 years old.
Her funeral was small. Family. Some musicians. Industry people who remembered.
The Philadelphia Inquirer ran four paragraphs. Called her a “prolific lyricist.” That was all.
But here’s what happened next.
Just weeks before Linda died, Whitney Houston had recorded “The Greatest Love of All.”
It exploded. Became massive. Bigger than anyone imagined. One of Whitney’s signature songs. One of the most performed songs in history.
Whitney sang it everywhere. Awards shows. Concerts. The Super Bowl. Nelson Mandela’s welcome concert in 1990. The whole world watched.
Every time she sang “Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all,” millions heard Linda’s words.
Most of them never knew those words came from a woman who died of cancer at 37. Who wrote about self-love while her body was destroying itself.
The Songwriters Hall of Fame inducted her in 2003. Seventeen years after she died.
It was an honor. A nice ceremony. Almost no media coverage. Just industry people who already knew her name.
Today, her songs have been streamed billions of times. “The Greatest Love of All” alone has over 500 million plays on Spotify.
Walk up to anyone on the street. Play them the song. They know every word.
Ask who wrote it. They’ll say Whitney Houston.
Nobody says Linda Creed.
She wrote over 50 charted songs. Created words that have been sung at millions of weddings. Graduations. Funerals. Moments when people needed something beautiful.
Her lyrics about self-love have helped people through depression. Through abuse. Through addiction. Through loneliness.
“Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all.”
She wrote that while dying. While cancer destroyed her body piece by piece. While she learned that sometimes the greatest love means accepting you’re losing.
She never got rich. Never got famous. Never got to see her words become immortal.
She just died at 37 in Philadelphia. Another songwriter. Another name in the credits that nobody reads.
But her words are still everywhere. Still on the radio. Still being sung in showers. Still helping people believe they’re worth loving.
Linda Creed died thinking her body had failed her.
She had no idea her words would outlive everyone. That they’d still be teaching self-love decades later. That they’d still be saving people.
The next time you hear “The Greatest Love of All,” remember Linda Creed.
Still teaching. Still healing. Still reminding us that loving yourself is the greatest love of all.
Thirty-eight years after cancer killed her. And most people still don’t know her name.
The woman who wrote about self-love while dying. The woman whose words became immortal. The woman the world forgot.

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