I Dedicate this blog in three parts. First, to my late cousin Chris Thompson Rest
in paradise, we love you. To my Thompson relations, just know that God got y’all,
and lastly, to every mother that has ever had to lay her son to rest too soon
in life.
So I’m wondering, when did the world get so messed up? No really, we as a people used to have honor.
What happened to that? I’m still waiting
for an answer to that one. I don’t
understand what makes people want to take someone’s life. I try to get my mind there and to be honest,
it’s a scary place. The reasons I came
up with are jealousy, anger, or to prove something. Those don’t seem like good
reasons to me. Matter of fact they suck.
Jealousy is not supposed
to get that far out of hand to where I want to kill you, we are all jealous
people at some point. So does that mean
that I have that right to take your life because I’m not happy with myself? No
it does not. If anything jealousy should
fuel a fire to make you work harder to be that person that you want to be.
Anger is not any better.
Yes, we all get upset sometimes, but that still doesn’t mean that we
should be so quick to pick up a gun. Find another way to take your frustrations
out. I have to say when I found out that my cousin had died, I was angry. He was supposed to live a long and happy
life. Buy his first house, meet the girl
of his dreams and marry, have children, and die of old age. That didn’t happen. He was cut down in the prime of his life
because someone decided that they wanted to play God. When I watched my Cousin Crissy talk to the
reporters that day and tell them that she was ok with Chris’ death, just not ok
with how he got there, my heart broke all over again. She should not have to say goodbye to her
son. It’s not right. I have to say
though my cousin, Crissy, is my hero. To watch her face this situation with
such grace and dignity, as she went through the motions of planning a funeral,
taking care of my two younger cousins
and just comforting everyone else, made me admire her even more. My cousin is the definition of a strong black
woman.
To me the worst reason of the three, to prove something, is the
biggest load of bullshit I’ve ever heard.
You want to prove something to someone. Then prove that you are not a
coward. To shoot someone from behind when they are not expecting it is nothing
more than a cowards move. I’m tired of
people saying that they are real thugs.
If you were a real thug then you would have afforded my cousin the
courtesy of fighting back. You would not
have waited in the shadows for him to get home.
In the streets there was once a thing called honor, we all were supposed
to live by it. So because someone else
was out there trying to prove something Chris had to die? That doesn’t work for me either.
So the message is this.
Instead of running around taking other people’s lives, do yourself a
favor, save your own life. This life is
not for the faint of heart. As I walked
by his casket and saw him there so at peace I knew that he was going to be alright.
He got to leave this troubled world to go to a better. Chris was a good person and did not deserve
what happened to him. I was amazed at
how many people were really affected by his passing. When the minister called
for those to join the church and walk away from that life, many people went up
there. Because that happened I was
touched. He really did make a difference
in his short life. We can go at anytime,
people need to realize that this world is going to hell in a hand basket make
sure you get right with Jesus before it’s too late.
To the other families that have lost their sons, my heart
goes out to you and I continue to pray for you all. To my cousins Crissy, Nikki
and Gerri: I love you all so much and if you need me, I’m just a phone call
away. To my readers, I hope that this
one touches you in some way and makes you think about your own lives.
Peace and God Bless
