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
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As a widow after 22 years of marriage,married my childhood sweetheart I was 38 with four children myself, I am beyond sorry. Someone gave me the wisest words ever, People say time heals all wounds,that is not true, only God can heal some wounds. Nine years later I marry a widower,he was married also 28 years to his childhood sweetheart , who lost his wonderful wife to mental illness. As hard as it is to believe there is life on the other side of broken. God will use the broken roads , he will lead you to a beautiful future. We both have days we sit and talk about our loves, young love, tears will pour our eyes as we visit their graves, or a grandkids are born , or a song comes on the radio.. Grief never goes away, but God somehow eases the pain until we meet again. The love I have now is so beautiful. He loves the scars he didn’t witness , he dries the tears he didn’t cause… grieve , ask your kids how are they grieving ( I was in survival mode) He was sick a long time, and my youngest son was barely hanging on to life.. I see the pain so many days in your eyes, I pray for your heart, and your babies!!!
I am truly sorry to read how your Husband passed away. My Husband was ill, but had a very hard stroke suddenly and was gone. It was so fast and everything went into slow motion .. I can relate to your stated emotions.. I also choose not to blame God. My Husband is wife our Lord and I will see him again someday. You are really helping other women with their struggles with loss of their Husbands etc. Thank you. so sorry some people choose to write hurtful things.
First off, I would like to express my deepest condolences to you and your family for the loss of your husband. I am not sure if you read all of these comments and or if this will even get to you, however my husband went into sudden cardiac death as well, last September. We also were originally told that the pain he was having for the past ten years was esophageal spasms. He went through all of the cardiac workups for the doctors to not find anything wrong with his heart and also assured us the things he was experiencing were not life threatening. Long story short, fast forward ten years he was laying in bed and wasn’t feeling well, I walked into our bedroom to him aganol breathing and from what they told me, not with us anymore. Our boys are 11, 8, and 5. I called 911, and performed CPR on him for 17 minutes until EMS could get to us. We have a bit of a different outcome, as he lived. We don’t know why and are still trying to figure out God’s plan for us. They also had to use an AED machine to bring him back. He was shocked 6 times before his heart would beat on its own. With that, I am trying, to get something passed to where insurance companies would cover the cost of AED machines in people’s homes. Especially in rural areas. The lives it could perhaps save would be many.
After advocating for my husband for what has seemed like years, his cardiologists, electrophysiologists, etc have diagnosed him with having CAS, which is Coronary Artery Spasms. The easiest way to explain it, is like charlie horses in the arteries of your heart. From my understanding this is a very new discovery and there has not been much research done on it. However, they are thinking it is happening much more than they realize, especially with cardiac patients that have these unexplainable symptoms and problems.
I am SO very sorry your outcome was losing your best friend. I keep telling myself that the Holy Spirit is why my husband is alive. That God has a plan, and we don’t know that plan, but having faith in it will get us through. I comment on this post hoping maybe, knowing our diagnoses, might just help someone else who could be experiencing the same things.
I will keep your family in my prayers as I can’t imagine the path you are on and navigating your family through.
I’m sorry for the loss of you husband so suddenly. Looks like mayo does this to several people, my husband also was denied service, first was because the same reason they gave your husband, my husbands case was seem too complicated, and next (which I think was the main) was because he refused to get the Covid vaccine, which Im proud of him for sticking to his guns if he didn’t think he shouldn’t take it. My husband passed away May 16, soon after Quintin. He spent 7 months at shands hospital in brutal agony before his death. So when you post on you social media, I cry with you every time. I have your pain.
This is so heartbreaking for you and your family. I too had a sudden loss this year back in July. My mother. I am still in shock and with the holidays approaching, I am having a hard time. I hope your good memories and children give you peace knowing he’s with God now and looking over you all.
Bottom line, mean people suck! I pray for comfort for you and your family. Bless you that you were given a beautiful soul mate that was able to show you what true love is!! ?
I am curious if he took the shots and booster? So many sudden deaths related to that it seems.
Sorry it post my daughter in law name instead of mine so much for using autofill . So the comment that is from Mara Jeffcoat is from me . Love you friend
My heart breaks for you & your children. I’ve been down the same road & understand all your feelings & frustrations. Never let anyone tell you that it is time for you to move on – grieving is
never ending, take all the time you need. Hugs & prayers for you & your children.
Marlene
Covid got my wife also, she contracted it 2022, developed an incurable cough and lung disease that followed her through to death. My frustration is with the denial the doctor’s gave us to any relationship to covid as being the cause. I will always hurt for the inflicted from the biggest scam of our lifetime. seems there is no value in the lives of the people vs. the stolen wealth of the elite class. God’s blessings to you and your family.
Wow – I was looking for an easy crock pot recipe for myself and came across your site and then read about Q and you and the kids and the shock and I just can’t stop crying. It brought back so many memories of last January 29th with my husband of forty years vented because he caught Covid from someone in rehab. He had COPD and it was hard for him to breathe on a good day. We celebrated all the 2023 holidays in rehab and on the 14th he came home only for me to call the EMTs because after two days home he could not breathe with oxygen. They vented him a day later and I said goodbye to him ten days later. Torture. But here is the good news – he was a believer – he helped me to be a believer. And I’ve had two very unbelievable dreams about him – happy – in his thirties or forties and handsome as the day is long! I wake up from these dreams crying happy and sad and back to happy again but I know that I know that I know – he is in heaven and happy and hanging out with all his police buddies who he used to work with in NYC that went before him. And you know that you know the same thing about Q. Big enormous Hugs girl. Diane
Hello Lori. I think the Lord brought me to this blog this morning. I have been in prayer since my husband passed in September. Like you, so many questions. Like you, a disciple of Christ. He is so faithful to us, His grace and mercy unending. Thank you for sharing your family’s story and your love for Q. I will not say be strong, you will get through, for only those of us who have traversed this experience and live with half of us missing, can understand the depths of grief. Yes, our beloved husband will live with us and walk with us every step until we see them again.
What truly helped me in the early days, was something you said “Each day is a day closer to meeting them again”.
Thank you and God Bless.
Thank you for sharing that unimaginable, difficult, life changing moment in your family’s life. I wish the absolute best for you and your children and hope you continue to live your lives to the fullest as it appears Q would want for all of you. ❤️
Thanks for sharing your story about your husband. I’m glad he was close to you and not out somewhere on his own. I know it was hard to witness all what went on with your husband. I You and your daughter tried hard to save him. God has taken him home.
I’m so sorry. My husband passed in a similar way when he was 49. It’s all been very hard, but time does heal. It has now been 15 years since that day when I found him in the garage. I tried CPR but he was 6’8 -325 pounds so trying to maneuver him around was about impossible. I’m sorry your family is missing their dad bc it sounds like he was their cheering squad. Thanks for telling your story even as hard as it was. ❤️