As soon as I come up for air and start breathing again, I lose another family member.

I am up awake in tears over the lost of my baby cousin. She was such an angelic engnamic soul. We would talk for hours about spiritual ideas. She was the greatest most loving mom and recent grandmother.

She and I shared so many commonalities. We laughed together almost every day. She calmed my heart.

This is so unfair. Her assignment here can’t be done…

One thing grief is teaching me is to love up on my people while I can.

This one hurts so bad.

Damn Q 🥺💔