Chris became a good friend of Nicole and myself this summer, a brother like figure even. Although I knew Chris at the tail end of his life and for only a few short weeks, it only took that brief time to figure out what a special person he was. Chris made friends easily. With his carefree spirit, witty jokes, and a goofy smile, he could win you over in less than ten minutes. Believe me, he became my friend in about five. Just sitting and talking with him about cars, Family Guy, or even about life, you could tell what a resilient and caring person he truly was. He could turn the darkest and most difficult situation into a comedy. Nothing could bring his mood down. He was a good listener and always checked in on you, no matter where he was or what his circumstances were. He became very close to my friend Nicole. They shared many deep conversations and had each other's back. Chris treated her like a sister. To me, Chris was like family. Behind his kind and lovable soul, Chris had demons to tackle.
He struggled with addictions throughout his young life and he sought help. Through his addictions, he constantly helped others around him, otherwise people which society conveniently forgets about and shoves away into a dark corner. In my eyes, I see Chris as the guiding light for those who followed the same path he did. His life and yes, even his death has and will change people's lives.
On July 22nd, a memorial was held in honor of Chris. Many friends, and family members attended to share their pain in his loss, as well as their joy in memories and the opportunity to know Chris. And what an opportunity it was. Everyone had nothing but good things to say about this young man and you could tell how much he was and always will be loved.
Chris, we will miss jamming to Waka Flocka with you and laughing at your jokes. You will always be in our hearts and we know you are looking down at us with that smile from heaven. You are our brother, and a close friend.
