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DISCO BALL AND ALL . . . . . . . THANKS FOR THE LOVE

I didn’t believe in a fairy tale love until I met Christopher. I tried not to fall in love with him but anyone who knows him understands how hard it is not to love him. He was a beautiful, kind and loving man with an amazing spirit. I never thought I was good enough for him and each day, when I awoke in his arms, I wondered how I got so lucky. He told me once that he wasn’t a perfect man. That none of us was perfect. That’s when I realize how special he was. Always finding the good in every person and in every situation. Loving them despite their imperfections. He saw right through me and loved me even more. I thought that people where either the kind that only took care of themselves or only took care of others. Chris was both. He would always say to me, do what makes you happy and don’t worry about the rest. He did what made him happy and always made sure that everyone else was doing what made them happy. We all had so much to learn from him. So with that I would like to read you a poem that I wrote when I met Chris. It’s called “Live Your Life”…. There is a choice you make every moment you’re awake To live your life as if there are no mistakes Only chances to learn and chances to grow You open your eyes and go with the flow Consciously choosing the path that you take Consciously loving the choices you make Don’t sit back and wait By then it will be too late Grasp life by the hand and make a stand Only you can bring yourself down You only hear your own sound So tell yourself how much you’re worth And prepare for your rebirth. Lords Prayer In Aramaic MAY HE BE ALVA SHOLEM IN HEAVEN I Will Always Love You Babe!

I didn’t believe in a fairy tale love until I met Christopher. I tried not to fall in love with him but anyone who knows him understands how hard it is not to love him. He was a beautiful, kind and loving man with an amazing spirit. I never thought I was good enough for him and each day, when I awoke in his arms, I wondered how I got so lucky. He told me once that he wasn’t a perfect man. That none of us was perfect. That’s when I realize how special he was. Always finding the good in every person and in every situation. Loving them despite their imperfections. He saw right through me and loved me even more. I thought that people where either the kind that only took care of themselves or only took care of others. Chris was both. He would always say to me, do what makes you happy and don’t worry about the rest. He did what made him happy and always made sure that everyone else was doing what made them happy. We all had so much to learn from him. So with that I would like to read you a poem that I wrote when I met Chris. It’s called “Live Your Life”…. There is a choice you make every moment you’re awake To live your life as if there are no mistakes Only chances to learn and chances to grow You open your eyes and go with the flow Consciously choosing the path that you take Consciously loving the choices you make Don’t sit back and wait By then it will be too late Grasp life by the hand and make a stand Only you can bring yourself down You only hear your own sound So tell yourself how much you’re worth And prepare for your rebirth. Lords Prayer In Aramaic MAY HE BE ALVA SHOLEM IN HEAVEN I Will Always Love You Babe!

I CAN FEEL YOU HERE WITH US CHRIS

Chris was an angel waiting for his wings.

Hey, I'm Christine's mom. I loved him sooo fast. cant stop crying. Glad he's free. So sad for my girl.

Love you Chris. So glad you are still pulling. You are an amazing man. I love you, and by reading the responses, so does everyone else. You are a wonderful man and I thank you for teaching Christine that love comes in such a beautiful way.

PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT CHRIS NEEDS SUPPORT NOW. I KNOW TH EVENT IS GETTING FARTHER INTO THE PAST BUT PLEEEEESE DON'T FORGET ABOUT IT.