My sweet darling Chris -----
My life has become such a void since you left us. I miss you greatly.
I remember as a child how you would get up in the morning and come in and get in bed with me and we would watch Thomas the Tank Engine together on TV. How you used to love that show.
I was talking to some girls who told me they remembered you from 1st grade by the cowboy boots you always wore. We had such a difficult time getting you to take them off. If you could have slept with them on you probably would have.
I remember the time your
Uncle Steve got midnight passes to Star Wars Episode I and how excited you
were to be one of the first people to be able to see it. I tried to get
you to sleep a little before your dad came to get you, but you just stood
by the window so excited waiting anxiously.
The other day I was going through your room and came across a list of phone numbers. I saw my name with my work number and knew that you would never be calling me there again to check in and say “Hi mom, I’m Home”. I can even hear your voice in my head saying those words over and over again.
I look in the refrigerator and
see the half empty container of Cool Aid you always liked to drink. I knew
you would never ask me to buy it again.
I walk in your bedroom,
and know I will never have to ask you to do your laundry or to tell you to
get up so you won’t be late for school.
I
know you did not choose to leave us, it's just that God had a special plan for
you, and it's not for us to question but just to try and understand.
Until
we meet again may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
Feb 6, 1990 - May 4, 2005
