My darling wife. The night I met Joann was truly special. I knew right away when our eyes melted into one another’s that she was the one, although she made me wait 2 weeks for our first official date and pass Aunt Violet’s muster via a phone introduction.
It did not take me long to ask her to marry me, about 6 months to be exact. I was a smart enough man to know when not to let the perfect one get away. We began our lives in Newtown, PA, where we were engaged for just a little over a year. Our wedding was spectacular and filled with love.
We moved to Metuchen, NJ soon after that where we shared much joy. Long passionate walks, days and nights I enjoyed holding Joann’s hands, laying with her, holding her, telling her I love her and watching her eyes melt into mine. She made me feel like I was the most special person on this earth. We travelled and travelled and travelled. One year we went to Italy, New Zealand and Hawaii all in the same year. She was adventurous - a glacier hiker, a mountain climber, and a Class 4 white water rafter. She even stated she might bungee jump but settled for taking my picture. We lived and loved.
Our first child came in 2004 but we did not stop our travels. San Francisco, San Antonio, Florida, Canada, Maine, and Hawaii were some of the post-child destinations, of course all with our travelling bambino.
Erie, PA was a true test of our love. We had our second child but continued to spend time together, expanding our love through our children. Time alone was a bit shorter, but when we had it the time was grand. I enjoyed most of all holding her and staring into her eyes. She is my little love bunny, my life, and my angel.
I will miss her so, so much and selfishly most of all. She is my light, my world, and truly completed me.
She did everything the right way. I just hope when I come home, she is waiting for me with a big hug and a big kiss, not because I obviously need it, but because I will constantly be yearning to be close to her and feel her touch and her love once more.
I will honor her with the rest of my earthly life, not through mourning, but through hard work, trying to make the world a better place.
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Chris' Eulogy for Kristin
Kristin our first-born came into our lives on April 3, 2004 after a long, hard labor, in the form of an emergency C-section. Mom was sedated but I was quick to get Kristin into her arms. The first time I held Kristin’s hands was true utopia. She was so beautiful, so innocent and so, so special. The feeling of warmth in my heart was indescribable. We were now a beautiful family of three.
Time went on as Kristin walked early around 10 months, but not completely sturdy until 12. She was extremely gifted in picking up words quickly. As far as eating was concerned, she was very picky.
Fortunately, I had a lot of time home with her as well. Our activities together included going to the park with Grandpa and her Elmo doll which spent endless hours on the park swing, father-daughter swimming, father-daughter gymnastics, trips to the library, bookstore, sledding, ice skating and others. She was adventurous and fearless, something I as a father was very scared of.
When she was in preschool full time, she enjoyed it very much. She made many friends and had an impact on everyone, much like her mother. She enjoyed painting, drawing, dress up, ex princess dress up, bike riding, watching movies with me and serving me tea from her kitchen. Actually, she enjoyed playing kitchen with Zachy, her prince.
She was kind, giving and unselfish. Kristin received a $2 allowance each week. One dollar went in the savings piggy bank and one dollar went in the spending piggy bank, which was always saved for a special toy. However, she had trouble accumulating money since she always wanted to share it with Zachary.
She idolized Joann, wanting to be like her in every way. She was already so much on her way. She did have daddy’s temper, however, and was extremely stubborn and much of a perfectionist.
While I was travelling the last couple of months, she made me many love cards, which I always displayed in my office, as a constant reminder driving me towards providing for a better life.
She is my little angel, my little girl, and my love. She will always be in my heart and I am proud to be her dad. I cannot wait until I come home and hear a long “Daaaaddy” and receive a love card and a kiss. I love her so, so, so, so much.
Time went on as Kristin walked early around 10 months, but not completely sturdy until 12. She was extremely gifted in picking up words quickly. As far as eating was concerned, she was very picky.
Fortunately, I had a lot of time home with her as well. Our activities together included going to the park with Grandpa and her Elmo doll which spent endless hours on the park swing, father-daughter swimming, father-daughter gymnastics, trips to the library, bookstore, sledding, ice skating and others. She was adventurous and fearless, something I as a father was very scared of.
When she was in preschool full time, she enjoyed it very much. She made many friends and had an impact on everyone, much like her mother. She enjoyed painting, drawing, dress up, ex princess dress up, bike riding, watching movies with me and serving me tea from her kitchen. Actually, she enjoyed playing kitchen with Zachy, her prince.
She was kind, giving and unselfish. Kristin received a $2 allowance each week. One dollar went in the savings piggy bank and one dollar went in the spending piggy bank, which was always saved for a special toy. However, she had trouble accumulating money since she always wanted to share it with Zachary.
She idolized Joann, wanting to be like her in every way. She was already so much on her way. She did have daddy’s temper, however, and was extremely stubborn and much of a perfectionist.
While I was travelling the last couple of months, she made me many love cards, which I always displayed in my office, as a constant reminder driving me towards providing for a better life.
She is my little angel, my little girl, and my love. She will always be in my heart and I am proud to be her dad. I cannot wait until I come home and hear a long “Daaaaddy” and receive a love card and a kiss. I love her so, so, so, so much.
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