I started out doing a story on mun2's upfronts as a segue to a story on how shows make it to TV at all. But then, as many stories do, it led into another direction and ended up in the heart of the Grammy Museum surrounded by Jenni Rivera's belongings, and her family.
When I got off the bike there was a single text message: It's not a rumor, Jenni's plane has vanished, on way to office, will text later. I stared at the screen. That's not possible. It's a mistake. I immediately felt so much.
Jenni Rivera can touch the heart. She's the sister you want, the mom figure, the playful wife, the business woman; she's many things. And she's Latina. And that's why so many in my world haven't heard of her.