Sad. And weary - of loss, and how truly shining souls who made this world easier to navigate have been snatched from us. So thankful to have known Chris briefly.
Oh! Many prayers will be breathed out in coming days and months for you, Kathryn, and his dear family. There are no words eloquent enough to express. So very sorry.
Kathryn there is no wrong way to refer to Chris - ever. While I am sad that he passed while we were out of the country, it am so blessed to have been able to spend a little time with him at the Cafe’ ( or Chris’ office) a few weeks before. He always had the penetrating questions that made me examine what was holding me back from living fully - now. I loved him as a friend and Christian brother and will cherish the talks we had over time. I love the book idea.
Chris inspired me to be a better man and a better Christian. You inspire me in the same ways. Chris is very well indeed. Blessings and prayers for you, family and friends.
How does the essence of your deep sorrow peek through so vividly amidst your waltz with life… Chris’ life, your life, our life? I pray that, sooner than later, the tempo hastens and you can once again two step… or even swing.
Oh, Kris, you have once again shed your Christmas elf costume and donned the poet's cape in the secret garden where Chris resides. One day we'll shake the dust off our bell bottoms and become Dancing Queens for joy, my friend. Blessings on you.
Just say the word, my dear groovy friend. Let’s resurrect the hustle.
Right now I have thoughts of you in that Secret Garden… arms wide open, head thrown back, sun on your face, eyes squeezed tight in a tempered (at first) spin while Chris’ aura consumes you. Ahhhh
Sad. And weary - of loss, and how truly shining souls who made this world easier to navigate have been snatched from us. So thankful to have known Chris briefly.
Oh! Many prayers will be breathed out in coming days and months for you, Kathryn, and his dear family. There are no words eloquent enough to express. So very sorry.
Kathryn there is no wrong way to refer to Chris - ever. While I am sad that he passed while we were out of the country, it am so blessed to have been able to spend a little time with him at the Cafe’ ( or Chris’ office) a few weeks before. He always had the penetrating questions that made me examine what was holding me back from living fully - now. I loved him as a friend and Christian brother and will cherish the talks we had over time. I love the book idea.
I am so sad to read this. I loved reading his beautiful words. He was so lovely. Much love to his family.
Kathryn, this is a beautiful tribute.
Chris inspired me to be a better man and a better Christian. You inspire me in the same ways. Chris is very well indeed. Blessings and prayers for you, family and friends.
Oremus
How does the essence of your deep sorrow peek through so vividly amidst your waltz with life… Chris’ life, your life, our life? I pray that, sooner than later, the tempo hastens and you can once again two step… or even swing.
Oh, Kris, you have once again shed your Christmas elf costume and donned the poet's cape in the secret garden where Chris resides. One day we'll shake the dust off our bell bottoms and become Dancing Queens for joy, my friend. Blessings on you.
Just say the word, my dear groovy friend. Let’s resurrect the hustle.
Right now I have thoughts of you in that Secret Garden… arms wide open, head thrown back, sun on your face, eyes squeezed tight in a tempered (at first) spin while Chris’ aura consumes you. Ahhhh
Happy birthday Kathryn!