Last week seemed to have a theme—domestic violence. After hearing about the   beating of televangleist, Juanita Bynum by her estranged husband, Bishop Thomas Weeks, I gave a long hard thought about domestic violence and what takes people to the brink of insanity (if not totally there) to physically harm someone they supposedly love.

That was followed by a news story from Houston sent to me about a young mother and divorcee who was killed in front of her classmates by her jealous ex-husband. I thought then, "Wow...what is REALLY going on?"

The very next day, I was told that my Big Sister and Soror, Lauren Robinson, was allegedly killed by her fiancee'. They were to be married in December, living the picture perfect life in Baton Rouge, LA. He killed himself, as well. Even today, after I've seen the news videos and memorials of her, it still seems surreal--unreal. How could this have happened? It just doesn't make sense. What about their lives, her life? What about the closure that her mother, family and friends will never receive because there was no inking of a problem in their relationship?

She was a sweet young lady, smart and willing to help anyone. Now she's gone. I'm praying for her family in their time of sorrow and everyone affected by the tragedy. I'm praying for the fiancee' and his family, as well.

If you are in a troubled relationship, it's okay to let someone know. Ironically, my pastor mentioned yesterday that saying "I'm alright...I'm okay...I'm good" is not the answer. Sometimes we have to break down and tell God, our family, our close friends  what's going on with us. I think it's in our human nature, especially African Americans to "mind our own business." That's a great rule to by...sometimes.  Other times, it can be detrimental to someone we love.

Take the masks off and tell someone what you're going through before it's too late.  Tell someone you love them before it's too late.

We love you, Lauren!