Christopher Michael Thomas

Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.

Victor Hugo

Happy Thanksgiving loving son. xoxo

Love you, Son, Always and Forever.
Your "Udder Mudder."

Chris, I always found your curiosity and love for life in many varied interests to be your strength. Too, you were gentle with young and old, frail and strong. An exceptional trait. Be at peace and know you are deeply missed.

My favorite memory is spending my summer with you on my shoulders or taking your tiny steps behind me when you were around 3 years old and everying was magical and new to you. I have always loved you and you'll always be in our hearts because of what you shared with us in this world.

Oh Love! I lost you too soon! We had so many adventures left to do, and crazy stories left to create. I miss you. < 3

Gone too soon, you are greatly missed.

We little knew that day that
God was going to call your name
In life we loved you dearly
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you
You did not go alone
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories
Your love is still our guide
And though we cannot see you
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us
One by one, the chain
...