It has been two weeks since Chris passed away. I still hope to wake up from a bad dream. I miss her so. The outpouring of love and support from across the world has been amazing. I am amazed at how she touched all of us. Thank you for the phone calls, the cards, the emails, the flowers, and the peace lilies.
Chris is imprinted in my head, my brain, and on my soul.
Last Friday, my sister Maritza and I went to get her ashes and brought Chris home. Then I turned off the Christmas lights that I’d left on as a beacon for her and me. I am leaving the star lit until after the funeral.
The service is Friday, Feb. 12th at noon at the Saint Paul Catholic Church in Richardson.
