When I awoke this morning, I had Tupac on my mind. Tomorrow would have been Tupac’s 41st birthday. I love Tupac. I love his music. I love his words. I love him. I’ve mentioned how Tupac made a serious impact on my life before. He literally saved my life. I know that may sound outrageous to some people and that’s okay. My only regret is that I never had the opportunity to meet him or see him perform live. I have no doubt in my mind that he would have had a major impact not just on the music industry but the world if he would have lived. He was a thinker. Some say a revolutionary. In spite of how the media may have portrayed him, there was something about him that allowed him to connect with people. I knew Tupac was major when my mother embraced him as a “son”. My mother’s favorite Tupac song is “Dear Mama”. When the news came that Tupac had left this earth, my mother shed tears. I remember the moment I heard the report, time stopped. I felt like I lost a brother. The pain cut deep for me. He was ALWAYS be special to me. Every time I hear “Me Against the World”, I smile. ‘Pac I feel you here.