….july 21st, i got a phone call that changed my life….it was around 6 in the morning….it was my mother on the line…naw mind you, she never calls at that time unless it is urgent….and i knew it was by the tone of her voice…as i got out of the bed not trying to wake my partner, i opened the door to sit in my special chair in the living….the conversation went a little like this:
mom: “hey kristen….did i wake you??”
me: “naw…i was just waking up to get ready for work anyways…whas going on??
mom: “well i don’t know exactly how to tell you this but khia passed away this morning”
me: “execuse me?”
mom: “she hit her head in the pool and broke her neck and she was rushed to the hospital and she didn’t make it”
me: (speechless)
at this intricate moment, tears were shedding down my face….the person that i could think of in that moment was….
me: “is peaches (my aunt) ok?”
mom: “she’s in shock….we all are…i wanted you to find out from me and not until they announced on the radio….everyone is meeting at peaches later”
me: “alright i’ll call out”
i called my boss (who is interesting herself) and let her know i had a death in the family and i wouldn’t be in….see with me, ALL of my family is important because we are all close and we all share special bonds….considering that my cousin was the #1 Female DJ in Baltimore and she was blazing the state and parts of the country, I knew immediately I would get alot of press, text, emails, and calls but honestly, I didn’t want to speak with no one….just with mi esposa (my wife aka my girl) and my family (i have exclusive friends who are family)….nothing in the world mattered at my time but my family….i thought about all the thing that she accomplished but the main thing was her battle with her weight.
the majority of her life, khia was a heavy child and adolescent. she finally decided to turn her life around in 2004. when she went to erika’s (her sister/my cousin), nobody really recongized who she was because she was shedding those pounds away. at her time of death, she had reached her goal weight and she looked fabolous even in the coffin. i know she was probably mad (in spirit) because they puffed her up (embalmment fluid) but i know she knew it was for good reasoning. she worked vary hard and this reminded me of when we preparing for her funeral the last conversation that i had with her, which took place 3 weeks before she passed.
before her death, our last conversation was while she was mixing at a club – where i happened to be working at the event. i went to the club for a business meeting not realizing that i would come away with so much more. so i get up in the booth and said whassup to her and she gave me a hug. i noticed how well she looked and thought, man i can get there too. she introduced me to her girl and we chit chatted for a minute. i let her know how everything was and she was letting me know that my girl and I had to come to her crib and hang out. i stayed up in the booth with her and helped her with music choices and just chilled until i was ready to go. as i was leaving, i gave her a hug and left the booth. while i was walking home, i was thinking of how much hard work had gone into her physical appearance as well as her confidence. i knew that i could achieve it but then i realized how much i would sacrifice and i was not ready. when she passed, i knew that tomorrow was not promised and i owed it to her to get it together.
so i went to the weight loss place where she went and the people are like family (especially to all of my family members who went there). started in august and did good until october. dropped at least 30 lbs -halfway to my goal. i let my old job stress me out to the point where i stopped taking care of myself again. sporadically, i went in january and february and here it is our march. during Lenten services on 25th of February, i made a vow to GOD that i would begin fasting on natural/healthy food and begin treating my body as a temple but i realize everyday since then, I have been betraying GOD and myself. i didn’t realize how much this time around how much harder it could be. i believe the devil is really making it much harder this time around but i am finally at a point where enough is enough.
lately, i have clogged my temple with trash and nothing that was natural, holistic, or healthy so i have been feeling all sorts of ways in regards to it. i look at how i have been lately and i realize it is due to me not working out and eating healthy but just me being simply lazy and not willing to take the first step. i have been watching the biggest loser for this season (currently) and last season and i realize that a lot of people can do it and make things right to make the changes necessary but you have to take it one step at a time. i am tired of all the madness and i want to be healthy. i don’t want to be like my family members and have health problems (which most of mine have) and i also want to please GOD and keep my commitment.
so for the next 40 days (which is the time period of lent, passover, and easter), i am making sacrifices to GOD and I owe him an extra 11 days for disobedience….each day i will exercise and log in my food. each week, i will have a special blog on Friday’s to track my progress so people can see what is going on. i hope and pray that GOD gives me the strength to take back this aspect of my life seeing how certain other aspects are coming together.
my long term goal is to continue maintaining a healthy lifestyle but to also create change in my life. i shared this story with you all to let you into a window of my soul/life and to also let you see where my growth can be affective. i miss khia and so does everyone else in my family and i definitely take this journey and owe a mere fraction to the nature of her soul & spirit (r.i.p Khia “DJ K-Swift Edgerton).
peace & blessings,
~kristen