Sunday, March 21, 2021
Aunt Linda, Dean, Kevin, Jesse, James, and family. I struggle to find the words.
When Christine was born, I was 16 years old, in Grade 11, and working at your gas station on Kramer Blvd in Regina. As you know, I continued working there until graduating Grade 12. Sometimes on a weekend night, after Uncle Dave had closed the gas station for the day, you would treat me to late-evening pizza and a laugh or two. Your family always made me feel welcome and accepted.
I was caught off guard when the sad news reached me in B.C. I can’t imagine the depth of your loss.
I was one of the many that hoped you would feel supported from our thoughts and prayers as we participated during the livestreamed service. Dean, your impactful words were thoughtful, devoted, and loving as you reflected on Christine’s life and her accepting and forgiving spirit.
I hope loving memories of Christine will bring you some comfort and peace.
