You all have helped me through a lot of ups and downs and some more downs over the years so I’m sharing this here.
I met Christopher in 1986. We started dating in the spring of '87. We broke up a few times, and weren’t living together currently, but we did get married in 2007 and legally are still married. We were together for twenty years, just not in a row.
He was smart, and funny, and had great taste in music. He was an enthusiastic, though technically terrible dancer. I don’t think any of our problems came from not loving each other.
No one else has made me laugh as hard or as much as he could. That’s actually true of every emotion. I’ve cried harder over him than anyone else, too.
He was around for lot of the raising of my son, and always referred to him as his son rather than his stepson.
I never knew exactly what the demons were, but I did know they were there and that made living together tough. I don’t have a strong sense of what afterlife is like, if anything. Whatever it is, I hope with all my heart that he is finding the peace he couldn’t seem to find in this lifetime.
(In case anyone is curious, his death was the result of complications of sporadically treated type I diabetes. He turned 50 this year.)
