I’ve had this title in my notes for 7 months now so here goes…
Quam Balogun, my loving husband grew to be the man he wished to become. It was never straightforward and he did not always have it together.
There were days he cried, got angry, lashed out, ran, hid and abused those close to him but there were days he loved, smiled, cared and did everything he could for those he held close. The two sides to him that he grew to control and change. A young Quam went through his childhood and teenage years with difficulties understanding himself and his place in the world but he found his way.
I will always have this sour feeling in me cause he hoped he found it earlier, he wished his calling came to him at a younger age and then maybe he would not have done the things he regretted doing. He found it, he flew, he touched lives and went back to Africa as he always dreamt of doing.
Children were always important to him, he looked at them as a blessing, a blessing that you need to guide and them let them fly when the time was right. I know his kids look at him as a friend but also a father, that was the relationship he built with them.
He always said it is part of the journey, part of the growth.
You are never alone. This was the message he wanted to share so badly with the world and young people growing up. Writing came to him at a pivotal point in his life and I am really glad it did because the flower that came to life out of that seed is one I will forever cherish.
Hatch and Purify, one of his tattoos and the words he constantly reminds his kids of. That was his intent in life. Hatch, to break through, to break free, to become a new person and to roam this world freely. Purify, to cleanse oneself and understand ones emotions and temptations. Nothing else mattered to him apart from touching lives and creating a loving environment for his family to live in.
He always gave to his family and loved ones when he had enough and when he did not, he did all that he could.
Quam lived till the age of 80. He always said 80 was when he wanted to go but I wonder if he changed his mind on his deathbed. But then he always said everything is connected so I guess he was right. I wonder if he felt fulfilled about what he had achieved on his deathbed.
A Man
A Father
A Husband
The Seed Planter
The Wanderer
The Lost Boy
The Found Man
The Constant Dreamer
The Accomplished Writer
The Saviour
It’s Him
Quamdeen Balogun
What is the eulogy you would love be read at your funeral?
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