three weeks ago yanique was shot and killed by her father. he killed yolanne and their mother too. last friday we all got together to remember them- old dynamix and new. we shared stories and laughter. we listened to yanique's songs. she always wrote beautiful songs. they made us all cry, some worse than others. her song titles alone were a cry out for help, "Scream", "Alone", "Room To Breathe", let alone what those songs said. we spent every day this week rehearsing for their wake on friday. we got strong through each other. we cried, laughed, and at some points, were completely numb.
but despite everything, we were together. for better or for worse, we had been brought back together.
the old gang. the music famz. everything my heart knew years ago.
anna wrote a song for yogi, it is beautiful. it plays over and over in my head and i always want to cry.
this has been the most devastatingly beautiful tragedy i've ever been through.
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