Christina Grimmie, one of my greatest inspirations in music, was murdered this weekend. She was 22 years old.
I did not know Christina, nor did I get a chance to go to any of her shows, but I followed her journey as she rose to fame on YouTube, purchased every single song she released to support her career, and voted for her repeatedly when she competed on The Voice.
Christina was everything I ever aspired to be – talented, beautiful, kind. She wanted to share her voice with the world, and began posting videos on YouTube when she was only 15 years old. She recorded these in her bedroom with her keyboard and laptop, because at the time that was all she had.
I was always too nervous to put myself out there like that… afraid that I would put in the work recording and editing and then nobody would watch it. I was also afraid that people would watch my videos, and either hate them or decide my talent was average but not enough to keep them coming back to my channel.
I don’t know if Christina was nervous about any of that, but if she was she overcame it.
She believed in Jesus Christ, and shared her faith everywhere she went – in her videos, interviews, during meet & greets – as her influence grew, she only used it for good.
I’m angry that such a wonderful girl’s life could be taken so soon…but also thankful that when she died this girl was living her dream. She wasn’t wondering what would happen if she went for it – she was doing it.
I often wonder, if I were to die tomorrow, what would people say about me? I don’t have any friends, but I bet there are a lot of people who would claim they wish they’d gotten to know me better. I think people would say I had so much life ahead of me and so many plans… but the truth is, in 23 years, I really haven’t done anything.
Sure, I got a degree, I got a “real” job… but those are things I felt I had to or was supposed to do, not things I necessarily wanted to do.
Christina was doing something. She loved performing, she worked for it, and she did it. She was reaching people, she was making a difference, and now she’s gone.
We’re still here… but are we making a difference? Are our lives meaningful?
If there is something that you want, chase it. Chase it in whatever way you can. Maybe you can’t afford a cooking class, but you can look up recipes online. Don’t let anyone stop you from chasing it. If it’s something that’s going to take years for you to achieve, let it take years. Spend your entire life going after it. Don’t let anyone judge your progress – only you truly know your abilities and your progress.
If I could talk to Christina, I would tell her thank you. Thank you for inspiring me, for being the greatest example for a young woman of how to live life. How to always exude love and kindness. How to spread joy.
I think we’re all here for a reason – each and everyone one of us has a purpose. I’ll be honest with you, I have no idea what mine is yet, but I pray that we all find it. We deserve that.
This post is not meant to make anyone feel like they’re behind in their journey, as I always say and strongly believe: you are exactly where you are meant to be. I was simply so touched by this tragedy, and inspired to work harder at my own life, that I wanted to share that this week.