In Loving Memory of DaVaughn Pellis — A Brother, A Soul, A Reminder of What Truly Matters
It feels so surreal—almost like we’re living in some twisted version of reality, like the Matrix. One minute, life is loud and fast and full of distractions, and the next, it slows down just enough for heartbreak to come crashing in. And here we are, a tribe of more than 15, scattered and sprawling, yet somehow disconnected. We are many, and yet we move like we are alone. We forget.
That’s the part that stings the most. Not just the loss, but the realization that we were so wrapped up in our own lives, our own struggles, plans, kids, and dreams—that we forgot about each other. We forgot to make memories. We forgot to include each other. And the truth is, we are all guilty. Guilty of forgetting, guilty of prioritizing attention over connection, friends over family, moments over meaning.
Now, we’re left standing in the aftermath of that guilt, trying to piece together the what-ifs and the should-haves. And it hurts. It hurts because I didn’t know my brother was out bad. I didn’t know. I had no idea the weight he was carrying, the pain he was in. We think we have time—we always think we have time. “I’ll call tomorrow.” “I’ll check in next week.” But tomorrow isn’t promised, and the truth is, we have more years behind us than we do in front of us.
DaVaughn Pellis — I’m so sorry. My heart breaks knowing I didn’t see your struggle, didn’t hear your silence. The conversations we shared now play in my mind like a scratched-up record stuck on the same line, trying to turn back time. Wishing for one more moment, one more call, one more chance to say, “I see you. I’m here.”
You were loved more than you probably realized.
You will be missed in more ways than we can put into words.
And now, we are left to hold each other tighter, to do better, and to never forget again.
We will be there for your mom and your siblings, DaVaughn.
We will lay you to rest with the love and dignity you deserve.
We will stand together as your tribe—as your family.
And though this pain runs deep, we pray that God wraps His arms around you now and brings you peace in its purest, truest form.
We’re coming to see you at your final resting place, brother.
We’re coming with tears, memories, and love.
We’re coming to celebrate your life and to honor your soul.
Rest now. Rest well.