This isn't a story as in funny. I always honored Chris by keeping her privacy and let phone calls are mostly how we connected. Sometimes I wish I hadn't, I wish I busted into her world but I understand valuing my own privacy. So we kept in touch through Mark. He never loved another woman as he loved Chris. My baby brother turned into a grown-up for Chris. He knew she was the one he would love the deepest. I'm sure she knew that we could all see the love he shared with her and her girls and grandchildren.

I miss you, Chris, I knew you had to be very ill when you didn't come over to Wayne's (DADDIO'S) place. I am sure he was there waiting for you. holding his arms out welcoming you home.

I will expect you there with our other loved ones to meet us and welcome us home.

love you sis,

Shirley & Doug