There were a lot of things left unsaid when you left. As a kid, it is sometimes hard to express your feelings. But what we shared is priceless.
It felt like we had a special bond because of our past issues, even though we never spoke on it. We were happy together. Nobody judged, we watched each other’s back. I used to sit while eating pizza and think how comfortable and humble you were sitting with the radio. You were already successful on the inside, so currency was sure to come. You’re not just loved and respected for your music, but how you deal with life and help others. You’re well-grounded, Sis. Sincere efforts are always rewarded.
I never reached out to you before now. But [the picture in the New York Post] was a sign from God. If I had reached out to you [before], the people around you would have hurt my pride. I couldn’t deal with that — people not knowing me but judging me, saying: ‘Forget him. That’s the past and he wants money.’
I know family members do things like that, but I’m not that type of family member. Rich or poor, you’ll always remain my sister. The time we shared was real love. No money was involved. I love you for who you are, not because of who you’ve become.
If it’s possible, I would love to see you after these 30 years. A warm, sincere hug would do a lot these days. I’m very happy and proud of you. You did it, Big Sis.
Love, Lamont, your little brother.