Happy Birthday, Quentin Rupp
31 years old today. Damn.
You were more than my best friend, you were my brother. We were thick as thieves from day one. No matter how much distance life put between us, it never touched our connection. We talked every single day, and when we finally linked up in person, it was like no time had passed at all.
You helped me navigate life in ways you probably never even realized. Larger than life, but your words were always filled with love, intention, and real wisdom. I miss having that person I could call for advice, to vent, to laugh, or just to catch up and be understood without explaining myself.
You were the kind of friend everyone hopes to have, loyal to the core, protective of your people, and a force to be reckoned with. Fun followed you everywhere… or you created it yourself!
I always say energy can’t be created nor destroyed, and I truly believe that. You still show up in ways that feel bigger than coincidence, and I take those moments as reminders that you’re still with me, still guiding me.
I miss you every day, my brother. Today we celebrate you, your spirit, your love, and the impact you left on all of us. Forever Q. ❤️