blackholesunshower

Usually on birthdays, you blow the candles out. Make a wish.

Not this year. This year you’re gone. In heaven, or as some of us believe – somewhere else. Or as you called it – the SuperUnknown.

You would have been 53, but age is just a number. We live through time and space.

Chris, your performances were spiritual to me. Your voice… your songs are with me. I honestly don’t know how to go on without you. Thankfully, my children help me to persevere and thrive… and fill our world with life as we’ve always done.

Rest in peace my dark knight.