~*Christopher Michael Benoit*~

This page is gonna be all about my dear cousin Christopher. Chris was born on July 8, 1994 and died August 4,2003 (my aumt karens birthday.) Christopher was a second-grade student at Eddy Elementary School in Brewster. Chris loved being with his classmates and especially enjoyed playing on the swings. Last year he had his first role in the school play. He enjoyed movies..(singalongs, barney....anything thats fun.) He loved the marcarena. I remember when ever I would go to his house, his mom(my aunt) would always sing it to him n dance with him to it. he laughed so much. He also loved being around his family, truck rides with his dad(my uncle,) stuffed animals, and his ferret kodo. Chris loved everyone who came near him. He only cryed a few times...whenever someone was infront of the tv. Chris was always smiling. He always brought the family together. We would always have cookouts, family dinners, chirstmas dinner..etc. Chris loved it when people played bingo with him or that spider song. He just loved when his hands n arms moved around. He was only 9 years old when he died. I think about him everyday. When ever i go to my aunt n uncles house...i start to cry. When they were almost putting him n the ground, I sat right next to his coffen. just leaning my head on it, just saying things. My aunt Karen told my mom to look at me...so my mom came over and tryed taking me away from him. i did not want to let go. I read his poem before he went in, Susan(my cousin) had to help me because i was crying so much. I almost couldn't read it. My brother(who has some of the same stuff as chis did) was goin to be starting school with chris. They were so happy. My brother still gives the boo-boo face when ever we talk about Chris infront of him. I still cry for him. I've always wounder....maybe I could of saved him in some way? If i was just there that day. If only I could of really said goodbye. When we went to his wake, he looked so peaceful. Just looked like he was sleeping. I kept kissing him goodbye, but it wasn't enough. I wanted him to come back. Thats the only day i really saw my aunt n uncle really cry. Everyone coming up to me seeing if I was alright. I wasn't, i wanted to kill myself so i could of been with him. I just wanted him to come back. When he was younger, The doctors said he wasn't gonna live past 1. But he lived 9 years...9 wounderful years. But just seeing all my family in pain, i couldn't really take it. I loved chris so much! He was my fave cousin. I always made him laugh. I always played with him. Those nights when our mothers went out to bingo...we used to play blocks....watch movies. Just hearing him laugh was a wounderful thing to hear.

I Love You Chris. I will always miss you baby boy. your always in my heart no matter what. I hope your in a better place...with no tubes...no hurting. R.I.P. Dear Cousin.


				*powerless* **~Christopher Michael Benoit~**



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