This is not a drill. I repeat this is not a drill. Yes, it's true, today, I finally transitioned to a place I know is germ-free. You guessed it, I am in heaven. The only thing that is upsetting about my transition is having to leave Tristan. He was and is the greatest love of my life. However, there’s a plot twist, in my final hours, the powers that be decided I would be an organ donor. That means, by the time you read this. I will be somewhere else, (hopefully it’s clean) living it up. Now let’s do a little light housekeeping.

If you are reading this and you don’t shower frequently, go shower now. If your house has not been swept within the last hour, then your house is dirty, pick up a broom and sweep. And for the love of God, please leave the animals outside. They do not belong in a house. If you are offended by this commentary, you probably fit the description and should be immediately apprehended. So, I will kindly ask you to leave my services or simply stop reading my Obit!

Let’s see, my family. Tristan is my one and only child, the best part of me, the only thing that gave my life meaning. Although I’m gone, he will be able to say his mother was a hero, because she was an organ donor. Read that again ROBIN, a hero. You know who my parents are Pitt and Glo. Greg, (my brother- has three children), my twin flame, always down for a good party, Chris (Bo) most days we were friendly to each other, the other days we tolerated one another. I would say there was mutual respect between us, wait a sec, I take back that last part. Amy, my sweet sister, (she has 2 children), is always the good girl, the debutante, and faithfully pays her dues to the Catholic Sharing Appeal. Yes, she is as boring as her description read. Then there is Christian, (mother of 3) I have nothing nice to say about her, so I will leave it at that. Everyone knows Christian, need I say more.

Please don’t cry for me, for I am on permanent vacation. I know, it's hard to wrap your mind around the idea of me being on vacation because I never worked. However, perception is reality, and reality is this. I took care of my family and friends. Placing all needs before my very own. Which is really a sad state of affairs, since I will no longer be around. I lived. I loved and I was loved. I had no enemies and I held no grudges. That doesn’t mean I didn’t wrong a few people. If I didn’t apologize for my actions then, I will apologize now.

My Heart:

Tristan, I don't have the tools to properly convey how much I love you. My love for you is eternal Tristan. Even at this moment, my love for you is as strong as it was before my transition. Although I am gone, I leave behind an army of people who will love you as much as they loved me. Some days will be harder than others, but believe me, you will get through them. I paid it forward for you Tristan. It may appear they don't miss me as much as you, and you might find that hurtful. Just know they are being strong for you. Yes, you were born into a dysfunctional family, but one thing we know is how to love each other. Especially in times of need. Tristan never be afraid to tell Mama, Daddy, Marie, Gladys, Pat, TeeTee Amy, Tee Christain, Uncle Greg, Uncle Bo, Kris, Karmen, Shawn, Aaron, Lauren, Kourtney, Kendall, Adrienne, Joelle, Joe, and your Dad what you need. This is now your team and they will love you as fiercely as they loved me. I love you so much my baby. 

Memories and Apologies:

Leo Seldon. Thank you for loving me and loving our child. You are an exceptional father, willing to do whatever is necessary to keep your children happy. I know I wasn't always pleasant to deal with. I complained constantly. I maxed out your credit cards. I spent your money. You complained, paid the bills, deposited more money...Only for me to repeat the same process. However, I figured it was a small price to pay, being as though we lived next door to your parents.

Tracey Hinton- I apologize for allowing everyone to think you were the reason I was caught smoking a cigarette on church grounds while skipping CCD. I allowed mama to think it was all your doing.

Ronnie Norwood ( Woody) I am so very sorry for all the nights you slept in your mama’s car. I’ll explain. I couldn’t go out without Ronnie. Mama gave him instructions before we left. “She is leaving with you and you are to bring her home.” Only for me to leave him when we made it to our destination. Being the friend you were, you slept in the car until I would come and wake you in the morning. Telling you about the fun I had the night before. Because of course, we had to be on the same page if questioned.

Rodney, thank you for having a listening ear. Our conversations were like chicken soup to the soul. For all the times you stood in the gap fo me, thank you. I’m gone, but here’s the caveat. You can cash in whenever you wish. Call Gladys Dawson. She will pay my bill in full. Just tell her I sent you.

Robin, for all the times I told you “ I will call you back in 15 minutes. Answer the phone I have something to tell you.`` The truth is, I never had anything to tell you, I just wanted to get off the phone. In all seriousness, you loved me like none other. I was not only your cousin, I was your best friend and your sister. So, for loving and protecting me in times that I couldn’t protect myself. You’re Welcome!!!

Sean Dubra, you were my first brother-cousin. Walking home from school together you taught me a lot, but the lesson was learned at the end. You would give me your backpack, as you stated “to keep the wind from blowing me over.” I was none the wiser and happily did as instructed. Yes jokes on me. Nope, because now you will be tasked with making sure Tristan goes to an HBCU. Stay on him. Keep in touch with him. Don’t worry about the cost. Leo can and will cover everything needed. My wish is for you to be proactive in Tristan’s life, as much as you can.

Mama and Daddy, I am sorry for all of the sleepless nights I caused. I’m sorry for plowing down all of the mailboxes in the neighborhood, wrecking the car, and walking away from it. Only to be discovered at the school. Presumed to be an abused child, they allowed me to stay with them all day. Never knowing I was only buying time; trying to come up with an excuse. I apologize for all of the times I wasn't the model child. Most importantly, I’m sorry for not inviting you to my wedding.

My wedding. The wedding where I was the runaway bride. Long story short. He went to the store the morning we were to wed. As soon as I heard the door close, I called Dewann Spann, packed my bags and left a Dear John letter. We laughed about that for months. I know this was against your moral beliefs Dewann, for you are all things good in this world. However, for me, you were willing to go to hell to take back all the things the devil had taken from me. At that time, it was my hand in marriage. I owe you. If there is anything you need, go to my aunt Gladys Dawson, she has long paper and will do anything to protect and preserve my good name.

Speaking of aunts. Pat- I thought we would never get beyond the Babyface “whip appeal” I’m sorry, whoop appeal phase. But I so enjoyed singing with you. Your home always felt like my home, oddly enough I never had to do much cleaning in your house, BRAVO….Your next bus ticket to Jackson is on me, by way of Gladys Dawson. Tell her I promised you a one-way. You will have to get back the best way you know how.

Marie, I could always count on you for my morning beer, they were always cold and on time. It was a pleasure seeing your car pull up.

Little Gladys, thank you for everything you did for me, most importantly all of the things you have done and continue to do for Tristan. By the way. I wrecked your car, I think you thought it was Joe, but it was really me.

Joe Dawson (Hobby Cat)- you were my uncle but I always felt as if we were cousins. I never looked at you as an authoritative figure. I always cringed at how your sisters, treated you. No, you are not as noteworthy as they led you to believe……..but boooooyyyyyy we had some good times together. We lived together, we laughed together and we lost teeth together!! Oh and you became a cripple. God Bless It.

Bev. You.You. You. you led the way. You were the best part of our family. There are not enough words to describe the sting of losing you. I couldn’t understand why he took you first and not Joe. God owes us no explanations for his actions. I can only surmise God knew I couldn’t be bothered with Joe. That said, I am so happy to be joining you. Bev, you know what the good book says. “To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.”

I almost forgot. Kenny Williams. Thank you for being the father of Kevin, Red, and Keeley. I really loved those 3 humans.

Tyson, Chance, Myles, Little Kevin, Jamilia and Veda.I was the aunt the six of you didn’t get to fully experience. I’m sorry I didn’t have a chance to max out Leo’s credit cards as I did for the others. But….you guessed it! You can cash in on my absence. If you need anything go to Kenny Williams: Tell him you are collecting child support never received. I mean, it should be a nice haul, it dates back 54 yrs….GOOD LUCK……I cannot guarantee a favorable outcome.

Praise break-

I could go on and on about my life, but I’ll stop here. MORA, the organ donation agency has been waiting for my kidneys since 10 am. I think I kept them waiting long enough. In keeping with the spirit of who I truly am. My services will be private (hopefully). It has been a pleasure doing life with all of you. It’s closing time…….cue the music! “Let’s go, baby, to the hole in the wall. I had my best times y’all at the hole in the wall.”