If you landed here on this blog post, it’s probably because of my social media post HERE about the loss of my best friend, loving husband, and incredible father Quintin.
A bit of an update….( I had to update the LINK HERE because facebook took down the post because it was deemed “Self harm” and a “Cyber Security Threat”) UGH! The censoring on these social platforms is scary to say the least.
This is the most difficult post I have ever had to write. I am writing here on my blog, as I have more freedom in what I can share and say.
The last few weeks have been emotionally exhausting in so many ways from planning, writing eulogy’s to funeral service programs full of Q ism’s and helping my kids navigate their emotions when I don’t know how to properly navigate my own. Grief is so tricky. Grief feels like when all you want to do is go Home but you can’t. The deepest ache in your soul of that forever missing piece is hard to put into words. I will have been married to Quintin 25 years this May 29th, and have been together with him for what would have been 31 incredible years. I have known him as a friend since I was 8 years old, and I have never had to do life without this amazing man.
Sharing the details surrounding his sudden death, brings a realness to him being gone that is so incredibly painful. If I am being completely honest, I am still trying to digest everything and I am battling with the denial of him being gone as my reality. Death alone is hard to comprehend and sudden deaths are even more difficult to understand. We are struggling to pickup all the pieces of that day, but through it all God is unchanging and remains faithful.
Even though I am a public person, my kids deserve their privacy and there are areas in my life where I deserve privacy too. I am a fixer and hope giver, so when I share publicly on my platform I want to offer solutions and hope even through my despair.
Often, my desire is to wait for healing before sharing, but the longer I grieve the realization hits I will never be over him or completely healed. I have struggled sharing for many reasons privacy and deep sorrow as mentioned above but also to protect myself and my children from the onslaught of unwanted opinions and negativity. Don’t get me wrong, we have had countless positive messages of encouragement and for those I am so incredibly grateful. However, those negative direct messages and comments seem to cut to the core. The messages that tell me to “get it together already”, “We all already know he is dead stop talking about him and focus on my children” , “Its about time you shut down your social media to mourn stop seeking attention by constantly posting about your dead husband”; to more evil comments and messages assuming details surrounding his death and saying that clearly it was a DIY “using a permanent solution to a temporary problem.” that serving me divorce papers would have been more sufficient. UGH! Horrific right? Reading this not only makes me sick, it is devastating as a mother to see your kids read these too. I will never understand why people think they can spew this sort of evil, but I can hear Q say “Hurt people, hurt people” and this Q'sim although not ok, is very true.
I believe in my healing and despair if I step out into the unknown and have faith, God will meet me there and not only heal me in my brokenness but help to teach others in their brokenness and heal them too.
I don’t have it together not sure I ever will … but here I am offering what I have in my time of brokenness in hopes it will help someone in their darkest hour not to feel so alone.
April 9th will be Forever Etched in my Memory as Day of Lasts.
The last day I would hear your voice
The last day I would feel your touch or embrace
The last day I would kiss your lips
The last day I would hear your laughter
The last day I would hear you encourage our children
The last day I would ever see you with my earthly eyes
I mean how could this be? Just the day before we were enjoying the eclipse together and laughing about Lulu (our squirrel hunting dog- if you were fortunate to catch the behind the scenes stories of Q and Lulu you can appreciate this comment- they were a riot together) wearing her safety glasses
April 9th was a Tuesday- for those who don’t know Tuesdays were date days for Quintin and I. We spent our mornings together enjoying coffee and most of the time breakfast, before the business of our day got started. These date days got started in order to spend intentional time together providing a bit of a reprieve from the hustle and bustle of being parents to four amazing active kiddos. We were intentional about carving out time just for the two of us, and made it a point to schedule in our time together and prioritized it over the business of life.
This Tuesday was like any other Tuesday. Alarm went off at 6:15 got our kids off to school (minus one who was away at college) and while I was showering and getting ready Q joked and talked to a good friend on the phone before we left , Pacing in true Q fashion. If you know Quintin, you know the man literally never sat down much less was he able to be still. His constant motion is something I will greatly miss. Spring was in the air and the sun was out – it was going to be a good day.
We enjoyed our time together at a local Cracker Barrel -sipping coffee (decaf for him of course) and talking about what the summer would be like having Kale home again, college visits for Ella, Fisher being so focused on crushing PR’s in track and how if Lily only knew how much potential she has how she would crush whatever she set her mind to.
After a good conversation, we went our separate ways. I would have normally snapped a quick selfie to remind others how important date days were and how fighting for your marriage in today’s society was so important, but on this particular day it didn’t even cross our mind. Oh how I wish we would have taken one… but I will chock this up to being in the moment with my sweet husband.
Later that afternoon, we met at the house to go to Lily’s track meet together to see her potential in action. He threw me the keys and asked me to drive because he had started not feeling well that day.
He had been having some back issues and indigestion which was unfortunately a common occurrence for him. He had recently been having esophageal spasms and was struggling with managing them. If you have ever had them you know how incredibly painful they are it was hard to watch him go through that.
We brought two chairs (he never sits in a chair- remember Q likes to pace) to watch Lily throw at invitationals and bring home first place on both events. Q was so proud of his little girl! He even posted about it on facebook, little did he know it happened to be his last social media post. He was such a great dad always being there to support, coach and cheer them on no matter the circumstance.
We truly had an amazing day in so many ways.
We decided to do Tacos at a local Mexican restaurant that evening and Quintin made the last minute decision to stay home. When we got home, Quintin had made grilled chicken for the week for Fisher to make sure his boy got his protein in. Even when he didn’t feel great he was always thinking and serving others, this speaks true to who Q was.
Some knew and many didn't, but Quintin struggled with long covid. It is not something he was public about for a multitude of reasons but even typing the word covid you will get flagged and meta will eventually ban your account, thus the reason for my blog post instead of a social media post. He had a difficult Covid spell in 2020 that landed him in the ER with heart rates of over 200 and that was the beginning of it all. His heart arrhythmias had started at Covid and increased sporadically over time. After extensive cardiac testing and cardiovascular appointments with multiple cardiologists – including an Electrophysiologist everyone was at a loss. His heart was healthy and strong but his electrical system seemed to be erratically broken. They called it idiopathic arrhythmias with no apparent structural heart defects or disease. In short, these arrhythmias had no identifiable cause therefore there was no identifiable solution. If only they could identity a trigger and localize the arrhythmia then they might could do something about it. They tried several different methods that didn't result in success.
Quintin was a 43 year old who suffered from a multitude of abnormal heart arrhythmias that they could not pin point. There was no pattern to them, nothing they could find that triggered them and the doctors reassured him they would not be fatal. These excitable abnormal arrhythmias were undoubtedly triggered by Covid. As I am sure you could imagine, this was followed with lots of confusion and frustration on our end. Puzzled doctors encouraged him to go to the Mayo Clinic so he didn't spare any time submitting his medical records and applying to the Mayo Clinic specifically with the Heart Rhythm Service Cardiovascular unit, two times to only be denied twice. Mayos response was “they only extend appointments to those patients who we truly think we can help and make a difference” … read that again, crazy right?
We were frustrated to say the least, however we trusted what the EP doctors had said and his arrhythmias would not be fatal. Debilitating at times yes, but would not be fatal. This was repeated to us from multiple doctors.
On the evening of April 9th,
On the evening of April 9th, laying next to me in bed watching Netflix he became unconscious. He had just gotten up less than ten minutes prior to get a drink of water. Just a few feet away, no noise leading up to the event, nothing out of the norm, just a relaxing evening at home, no signs of distress no nothing at all. I happened to look over to see him and that is when I realized something was not right. I was in complete and utter shock! I immediately yelled out for help, started trying to shake him to try to wake him up and then realized there was a bigger issue and started CPR right away. My sweet daughter ran downstairs to our room and immediately helped me by calling 911 and the two of us administered CPR for 9 minutes while my younger two children stood outside the door weeping. 9 minutes later the EMT arrived to take over our efforts.
The next 30 minutes, was the longest 30 minutes of my life. I screamed out in agony and immediately dropped to my knees there my sweet children hugged me and started to pray out loud for their dad. To witness my children in such despair is indescribable yet the strength and faith they had in their brokenness was so admirable. All of us felt so helpless.
In the next moments, we began to witness the absolute disbelief of our new unwanted reality unfolding in front of our very eyes. After 30 minutes of working to resuscitate my sweet husband and their father, the medical examiner and team said there was nothing they could do. We were in absolute shock and disbelief so many emotions flooded in. How could this be possible? As we went in to say our goodbyes it was like time stood still. I fell to my knees over his body and cried out to God and thanked him for the time He had given us with Quintin as my best friend and husband, truly the most amazing father and ultimately thankful for sending His son Jesus to the cross to die and raise again so that we will be able to see Quintin again. I realized that although his physical body was present, Quintin was no longer there. The father of my children, my protector had gone to be with his Heavenly Father where he was completely at peace. I was so broken, hurt, angry and so many emotions flooded however for some unknown reason all I could outwardly verbalize in that moment was gratitude. Thanking God for the time with Quintin and him choosing me to be his wife and mother of his children.
We had so many assumptions about the events that took place that evening but so many unanswered questions remained.
We got the official word that Quintin passed from sudden cardiac arrest. This is not a heart attack, sudden cardiac arrest is different than a heart attack. His heart was healthy in all ways, this was an electrical issue with his heart called ventricular fibrillation. This is a life threatening situation that results in a rapid inadequate heart beat. He was in ventricular fibrillation for 37 seconds and the only thing that could have potentially changed the outcome was an automated external defibrillator to be used immediately. And even with that there is a very slim chance of survival. Ventricular fibrillation is a rare occurrence and causes immediate loss of consciousness and no pulse. His sudden cardiac arrest was a result from long covid and had nothing to do with his lifestyle. He was very active with our kids, worked out with our boys and health conscious with his lifestyle decisions even drank decaf coffee. Covid messed up his electrical system and would debilitate him at times and unfortunately ultimately took his life. We are crushed and devastated and still have so many lingering questions. HOW? WHY? At 46, he had so much more to do in life. He was so young to have his life cut short.
I have been waiting to share until I had all the details of that night straightened out. I look back on that day and ask myself “what if” all day long … I truly have beat myself up and so have all of my children. From my sweet daughter who helped administer CPR to the younger two standing outside the room feeling helpless as they witnessed it all, to my son driving home from college wishing he could have been here to save his dad. We are all struggling. The fact is that we all did what we could and nothing that we could have done or didn’t do could have changed the outcome. Now it’s getting our head thoughts to connect with our hearts, truly the hardest part. My kids are all struggling so much in so many areas right now. Frankly, we all are. We all need your prayers, but my children especially.
I believe all of the night events leading up to the fatal event that happened that night were all unrelated. The doctors have even indicated this as well. These are questions I will never fully have answers to and that is a hard pill to swallow. I struggle with all of these unanswered questions each and every day. Then I am reminded that I get to choose where to spend my energy. I can choose to spend it on all the questions that will always remain unanswered, or I can choose to spend the little energy I have on loving on my children reminding them how much their father loved them and how they absolutely had no control over the outcome of this entire situation. How God had a plan for our lives and reassuring them He still does. God didn’t cause this to happen, however He will sustain us, walk with us and carry us when we need Him through it all. We are choosing to walk by faith and not by sight, because if I am being completely honest none of this makes any sense it wasn’t suppose to be this way yet here we are, this is our journey.
As day light broke the following morning, I could hear the birds chirping and the tree in my view full bloom as if it bloomed overnight. I had not gotten a wink of sleep and while sitting on the couch I happened to look over to see this in our hallway (pictured below)- you see he hung his hat that he wore on the 9th on a cross (He has never hung his hat here- he always hangs his hat in the laundry room on hooks) His hat was hanging on a cross with 3 nails right under another cross that says “It is well with my soul” … Chills went through my body and I immediately broke down in tears as this was a “godwink” and a sign from Q if you will, that we can rest assure in that very promise!
So here is your reminder to live life to its absolute fullest! Live life BIG like Q did, share the love of Christ and what He has done for you and others on the cross, date your spouse, spend intentional time with your kids- cheering them on in their interests and being their safe place to fall, be a truth telling genuine friend, take the trip, take the pic – live life with NO regrets. Faith first and Family and Friends second.
I don’t want Q to be known for the day he died rather the days he lived so I have created and will continue to update periodically a section I created in honor of my late husband “Cooking with Q” HERE with his favorite recipes, his cooking, fun hacks and chock full of wisdom that we call Q’ism’s that he was best known for around our dinner table. May you and your sweet family reclaim the table with a quick and easy crazy busy mama meal and share a Q’ism in effort to be more intentional with your family time.
For this is not goodbye but see you soon Q. Although life with you has been cut short, your blessings permeate and legacy through our children will remain.
Appreciate your continued prayers for my family and especially my sweet kiddos.
For those of you who would like to watch Quintin's Funeral you can do so HERE
Much Love – CBM
UPDATE: 2/25 : The Lingering Question…
Lots of questions asking if Quintin had the Covid vaccine, so I thought I would answer here so facebook and instagram couldn't shut me down for talking about restricted topics. He did not. I know there is a lot of controversy surrounding the vaccine (and rightfully so) I don’t want this to become a hot topic debate but we felt it was the best choice for our family to not take the vaccine. I believe people during this dark time of the pandemic really were trying to make the best decision for their family.
Covid is an ugly virus that I believe was created for death and destruction. Covid has proven to leave traces of MRNA to change the body just like the vaccine. Some people never fully recover from this horrific planted virus and many others are suffering from vaccine injuries that will ever be recorded.
All of it is a mind mess to say the least…
I am so angry because I believe had it not been for the planted pandemic, Quintin would not have had these ailments and suffered so greatly. Breaks my heart into a million pieces.
I know we are not alone in our tragedy! There are so many others who have suffered at the hands of Covid and there is just nothing we can do about it, EXCEPT for to SHARE with one another and learn from this horrible situation.
Like Quintin said in one of his brilliant Q’ism’s that he shared with our children.
“QUESTION EVERYTHING” critical thinking is so incredibly important especially in today’s world! Not everything is what it seems and anyone who gets upset for you questioning should raise an eyebrow. Question. Research. Educate by looking at both sides and make the best informed decision for you and your family! And as Quintin so eloquently said in his “open if an emergency letter” to me, LIVE with absolutely NO REGRETS
Make a decision and then another and live with no regrets!! Every decision builds on the next… no wrong decision-no shame- just a decision that you can change on the next decision.
Inform & EDUCATE!! Once you know better you do better!!
After the outpouring of support and love ❤️ I felt it necessary to add this piece to the puzzle.
Much gratitude & love ❤️
Lori
Again?Sorry for your loss of your soulmate your best friend your husband. I am also a widow. My husband passed from cancer with two types of cancer on January 5th, 2021. We were together for over 35 years. We met when I was was 17 and a senior in High-school. He was 5 years older then me, he was 22. He was separated but still married with a child who I raised while I was in high school. Our son today is 38 and he says, I’m his only mom. Thank you for sharing your story. I know it hurts. There is no time line on grieving. It has been 3 years six months in 2 more days. It does get easier but still hurts and I cry. Crying is healing and no you are one more day closer to see him again. I lost lots of friends because they told me to get over it and treat it like a divorce. What? I was in love with my husband and he was in love with me. He was my soulmate and best friend and lover. A divorce, a person is still alive and you can run into them or hear them by a phone call or get a text. The dead, can’t do this. These so called friends and a strangers have never been through what I or you have been through. You do what’s best for you and your family. Your doing everything right from what I can see, and sharing his videos, pictures and keeping him in memory. Healing takes time and there is no expiration date. We have two adult children and three grandchildren. The last grandchild,he never met. Our grandson was born April 23, 2021. My husband’s nickname was, BabyBoy by me lol. My grandson’s nickname is also baby boy. I’m finally finding out who I am and what I want to do in life. I never lived on my own in my life and now at age 53 I moved out from my daughters home and now have my own chick place and I love it. I was caring for my my three grandbabies, but Nana had to move out and start my journey and next chapter of my life without my husband. I forgot to mention to you, when I found you on Favorite years ago, I loved your name, “Crazy busy Mama” I started laughing, because my name was “Krazy Buzy Nana” lol ? Hang in there, my friend and delete and block the negative people. Thos has helped me so much and I’m so much happier and stronger now.
Sending hugs and prayers to you and your family ?❤️
My heart is with you. I wanted to suggest to you to try and get in touch with Chris Cuomo on News Nation every evening and he is also suffering from long term Covid. He is always having the top doctors, etc. who are studying and dealing with this on a daily basis. He may be to help you in many ways in your search for answers. Just a thought. ??
So well written. I lost my husband and on his tombstone I had written “we will be together again “. That brings me daily peace as I hope it does you. I so admire your faith…
So sad to read this my heart breaks for you all. Thanks for sharing a very heartbreaking story. I we keep you and family in my Prayers?♥️
Lori, My heart breaks for you and your beautiful children. I lost my wonderful husband 10 yrs ago! May 29th! Due to Cardiac Arrest.He was only 48! I received a call as I was almost done with my work shift from his supervisor he was in Full Cardiac Arrest on the job sight HVAC He didn’t even make it to the hospital. He passed in the ambulance! This has clearly been the worst day of my life! We had a 29 urold son n a 27, yr old daughter and waht we called our surprise baby…our 7yr old daughterI questioned God so many times “Why did I have this baby @ 40? We were just blessed with a grandson now we are parents to a newborn! I clearly remember questioning this again in April. When he passed in May I never questioned why I had her. I now know. Her name is Marissa…part Mart part LisaGod knew why I had her and that awful day I also realized it. I will never get over his absence but I have figured out how to adjust …(most days) Grieve as you need! There are many that understan# Those that do not…aee fortunate they don’t. Sending healing love and comfort!
My husband was killed in a motor vehicle accident on 9/17/23. He was 46yo. The love of my life. Our granddaughter was born 12 hours earlier and he wanted to do an early shift at work so he could make it to the hospital for visiting hours. He never made it. When I learned of your husband’s passing, though I never knew him, it’s as if I mourn alongside you. I relate to the sadness and pain in your face all too well. When you cry, I actually cry. I have learned that grief does not discriminate and will literally tap you on the shoulder when you’re having a better day. I have also learned that this is as bad as you think it is. I was angry with God for “taking” my husband. However, I am now able to Thank God for borrowing my husband to me for 10 years. My thoughts and prayers continue for you and your family.
I thank you for being so vulnerable and sharing such personal experiences. Your faith is BEAUTIFUL! Thank you for the details, you have brought light to something my “healthy 29 year old son” has been going through with no answers from the medical community. As a nurse and mom it’s so frustrating but I will now be pushing the issue and testing more!
You and your family our in my prayers, keep being “YOU” and letting your faith and light shine bright❤️ let go of the negative comments, you have a heavenly kingdom that knows the truth and loves you. Let others serve and love on you and your Family during this season of grief. God bless you Lori, Q and family.
Lori,
My husband also is experiencing issues with his COVID, his are all neurological. I cried reading your post, and even more when I saw the picture of Q’s hat on the cross. I have that same cross on my wall. I will never look at that cross the same after reading your post and seeing that picture. It will forever remind me to appreciate the time we have on earth with our loved ones, and to pray for those grieving loss. I am sorry that anyone would tell you to stop sharing your grief or to get over it. I think you sharing is helping so many who have come to know you through social media who may be dealing with grief. You will also always have a whole is your heart where Q’s love lives but only through time and God’s strength will it lessen. It will never ever truly leave until you are reunited again woth Q but the greatest thing about our faith is knowing that day will someday come! Lifting you and your family up in prayer.
So sorry for your loss. Quintin’s service was beautiful. He must have had a feeling after the long covid diagnosis that his time here was cut short since you mentioned he left you a letter.
To Lori, and your beautiful family ,
My heart hurts for you all. The strength you show through your faith is so uplifting to so many of us, who are also grieving a loved one. Your love was truly inspiring , and shown in so many forms on you social
Media . I lost my mom to this exact thing! It lead her to stroke out. Her doctors as well all said, it wasn’t fatal, and that she could have a defibrillator placed if her heart rate
Continued to climb. It would climb, high than be normal. She passed in 2017! As you grieve for your best friend, I’m still grieving mine. My mother my angel. I always believe as much as our loved ones know they aren’t 100%, they never felt they’d see their last day! Reading your story about CPR , I hysterically cried. I too did cpr on my sweet mother as my young nieces and nephews who lived with her , begged me to bring her back! To this day I wonder the what ifs. We can only move forward with one foot in front of the other , one day, one moment, one second & breath at a time. Grief is something that will comes
In waves over time. Take all the time you need to go through it ! No one has
The right to tell you how to grieve !!! NO one ! Hugs, Love & Light !
Praying for you all!
I will definitely be praying for you and your kids! Life is short. Too short. I will be more intentional with things I do with my husband and son from now on! I needed to read your post!
My heart aches for you and your kids. Prayers to you and your family. ??
My hear aches for you. I understand loosing some one suddenly my husband was 45 when he passed he was healthy and loved life in January of 2015 he went to the they told him he had blood clots and if he took certain medicines he would be fine. A month and a half later he was hospitalized and told us oh I am sorry it was cancer and a week later after much arguing from me to get him home with his family I was laying beside him when his heart stopped out daughter had went down to our friends house and was pulling in when I came out screaming for her to go back to and get help her dad wasn’t breathing in a of this I could not think CPR was started and the medical doctors told me the same we did all we could do. That’s when we turn it over to God and try not to blame ourselves why did I not see it why did I trust the doctors. All we can do is trust God and know we will see them again. Don’t worry whG others say about grief I pray for them and pray the never know the pain. May God bless you
Lori,
What an unimaginable tragedy. To have the strength to write Q’s story, life and passing shows your strengths. May God continue to carry you and your kiddo,s through this time. You ignore all the naysayers. I’m sorry for your loss.
My daughter died like that almost the same way and we Dont have answers. The autopsy didn’t give any answers they were baffled how a healthy 30 year old could die so suddenly. I feel your pain. Without God and daughters and myy husband along with the gkids I wouldn’t be able to make it. It’s been 9 1/2 years. Grief softens but never goes away. My husband said I cried almost every day for 3 years. I still cry but no where as often. I miss her deeply. She would have been 40 May 29 .
I’m praying for you and the kids. God blessed you and the kids. Robin
I am so very, very sorry for the loss of your precious Quinton. My husband and I are an older couple and in 2023 he suffered with Covid three times in one year. He has now been since October 2023 either in a hospital/rehab center trying to get back on his feet. No one had any answers as his legs would not hold him any longer. He fell in our house and taken by ambulance to the hospital. We are seeing improvement hopefully will be able to come home soon. I’m so thankful for reading your story and you sharing this with me, Covid has done so much damage we just don’t even know it’s affects , you and I will never take another minute for granted