Love’s Chronicles – Entry #74: Happy Travels
A friend of mines just transitioned tonight…(I think that may be my brother in the truck with Quavo in this photo.)
My heart hurts, not for the loss of Quavo because I know his Spirit lives on but for his family, Step, his little step daughter, my brother, Pat, KaydeQ and everyone else who is missing him right now. I knew something was “wrong”, I could feel it but I didn’t know what it was, I think it was the moment my brother or perhaps Pat may have found out…I felt it…I felt the pain…I felt my Loved ones hurt and I went into a funk almost immediately.
I wish we would all Love each other as if it may be the last time we see them. Then perhaps, there would be no regrets because we’d always leave on the best of terms. If there was an argument or disagreement, there is no way we would leave without first acknowledging how much we cared about the other person and go on to agree to disagree. We would only do the things we would want to be remembered by. We would be and do our best because everyone was important to us…we realized that we all are One. A transgression against our brother/sister will in turn be a transgression against self.
But will we ever come to these terms?
Life is such a precious gift and we have to live it to the fullest. Not one day is promised to us and like a breeze one moment we are here, the next gone and transformed.
Wow, I will never, as we were, experience Quavo again.
I will miss his crazy laugh and him teasing me about eating meat after years of being a vegetarian, smh *smile* lol, the morning he teased Pat about how his snoring ceased when I woke Pat up to make Love. It was funny lol. Loud ass snoring and…stop! *smile*
Wow, I will never, as we were, experience Quavo again…ever again.
I imagine his soul has discovered that death is nothing like any of us imagined. I wonder who he will visit? What he will see? Did he carry the Love in his heart with him? Did his capacity to Love help him to soar higher than he could ever without it? So many question Quavo…so little time.
I went to visit your old Facebook board a few minutes ago and I noticed you wrote the following on your birthday…
MarcQuavis Quavo Robinson
May 27 via mobile
So I’m up early giving thanks to the man upstairs,for letting me see my 28 birthday.. I’m so thankful words can’t even explain my happiness.
My entire being radiated happiness when I read this because you know how precious life is. You knew and I imagine that made your transition much easier. Not one year will I regret or hide. Every day is a blessing…every one *humph*
Brother wherever you are right now, know that your family and friends Love and will miss you deeply.
This is the topic of my new book. I understand your loss. I also understand what a blessing he was in your life. It is important that we embrace all the love that finds us in this life. You were meant to know him…and he you. He was given a specific and unique space in your life…embrace that. The hardest part of a loved one passing on…is not death; for we know that with death we have eternal life, but the fact that we must find the strength to go on living…without them.
I wish you Light and Love on this journey…smile
The last time I saw him I was upset and he made me laugh…he made everyone laugh. Thank you Jen Love & Light to you as well sissy.
When I first heard I didn’t mourn him passing, I just thought to myself “You got there before us Quavo”. What I feel now is my connection to my brother, my friend and Quavo’s girlfriend. I feel them now and I wish there was something I could do, because all I can do now is just cry for them. Quavo is just fine.
When I was married I was in such a dark place, I don’t think there is a day that went by that I didn’t long for death. When I finished my walk through hell I no longer feared death and no longer saw it as a bad thing. You are right it’s left to us still, to continue on knowing there will be more pain and suffering. Quavo doesn’t have to worry about ANY of that anymore and that makes my heart REJOICE Young…completely rejoice. In my world, anytime someone died we would have big parties and laugh and dance in their honor. When we are born is a more appropriate time to shed tears because that child will eventually endure all the sunshine and rain of Life.
lol Why is Quavo taking a picture of himself in the truck while he suppose to be working lol *big ass smile*