Good bye Dear Chris

 Today it's been three  weeks since Grandpa tried to wake you up. I had to tell him that you would never wake up again. Then, I had to tell your Dad, then your mom and it still doesn't seem real. There's really no such thing as a good funeral, but you would have liked yours. All of your brothers and sisters sharing stories about you. Comparing notes and swapping pictures. It was a beautiful day. The dogwoods were blooming and there was a spray of them  on  your casket. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. A beautiful send off for a beautiful soul. I will miss you so very much.