When a true friend passes on, there is a piece of you broken, that tries to come to terms with it…
I took a really long time to even mention this because I wanted to respect my girl Precious’ family and allow them private time to grieve and start the healing process…and, I got the ok from the oldest, first.
This is to that friend that I thought I’d pull up in front of her house this Summer with and we’d kick it, friend…who I went to school with, who invited me to all kinds of shing dings and who loved to sing (that could really sing her butt off) could dance and have goofy fun with friend…to my beautiful, big-hearted childhood friend, Precious.
My voice of reason, when I found out about a cheating boyfriend…that could talk me out of catching a case, friend…that“I’m down for you girl” friend, that didn’t blink or hesitate when I called and said, “I want Quasia in my wedding as my flower girl, friend.”
That loving friend that could snap if you tried her but always had your back, friend…who would sit on the phone with me for hours calling from College (being homesick) just because it was me on the line, friend. My childhood homie that loved to laugh just as much as me, my from around the way, friend.
Man, from all of our many rides to Brooklyn or to 40 pjs, you were always my girl, ready to go, friend. The telling me,“No Trina, we’re not doing that but we can do this, friend.” I’d be pissed but you reminded me that Friends don’t sit back and watch their friends self-destruct…that true voice of reason, friend.
I’m so trying not to cry and finish writing this…I’m guilty of thinking I could always just walk up the street and talk like no years had passed between us, friend.
Boy, I still smile thinking back on your 16th birthday coming down the block with just a handful of us there to celebrate it with you waiting on your gift…which was a“brand new” -Red ribbon on top- Light Blue, 740, “Volvo”…that we literally rode everywhere.
I miss you so much Precious and knew just trying to write this, “I love you so much” could make me cry but oh well. I did it P Boogie, I finally gathered the strength to say,“You will certainly be missed by me forever but you will never, ever, be forgotten.”
Triddy Kat💋
This is my,“Forget Me Not” to my since we were little girls, friend,“P Double.”
Whom may be gone but will never be forgotten.
I wrote this for some sort of closure…And, Precious’ oldest daughter, Laquasia for her Birthday…back in December of 2020.
Woke up today with you on my mind P, hearing certain songs you’d sing. Miss you much. XOX
~Triddy Kat💋
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