Dean William Christiansen April 15, 1982 - November 13, 2000 His light has passed forever from this world, darkening the lives of those who knew him. He will be missed. |
- Celine Dion
For all those times you stood by me
You were my strength when I was weak
You gave me wings and made me fly
You were my strength when I was weak
You were always there for me
You were my strength when I was weak
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I really don't know what to say here. I never know what to say, but in this case I don't think my usual dribble will be good enough. And I owe it to Dean to say something meaningful, not just the usual crap. But I tend to keep to myself rather than express myself, and putting anything up here is kind of the opposite of that. Nonetheless, I can't ignore my responsibility to do so. I realize that a lot of what I will say will have already been said, and that much of it will probably seem cliché, but its the best I can do.
I love Dean. I loved him when he was alive and I love him still. I cannot imagine a time in my life when that statement would not be true. Dean is the greatest person I have ever know. He was a mother hen, always looking out for everyone else. He cared more for other people then for himself, always putting their needs before his own. He was always willing to listen but rarely willing to speak. He never truly beleived that we wanted to listen to him, he was always worried that, upon hearing his troubles, we would abandon him. He could not believe that he had real friends. But he did. He was loved by so many people and he never realized it. Dean was also blessed with a loving family, and I want to thank them for standing with him through it all. Even when other families would turn away, they made the effort to get passed it all and see the person that he was inside. And they found a beautiful person, one worthy of their love and respect. I have often heard it said that we cannot choose our family. This is, obviously, a true statement. What we can choose is the relationship we have with them. I am glad this family chose to stick together through best and worst. In speaking of his family, I feel I should point out that I don't only mean his parents and brothers. His Nan was extremely supportive of him, and never afraid to tell him when he was being stupid. Both Jan and Ian were a part of his family as well. They were the best friends anyone could ever hope to have, and my thanks extends to them as well. Dean's life was not an easy one, despite the love and support he received at every turn. He fought with everything he had, but his demons were too strong. He was suffering here, so he decided it was time to go. I know he is happy now, I know he is done suffering. And because of that I cannot grieve for him, only for the emptiness his loss has brought to my life. Close your eyes and rest now, Dean. The troubles of this world are yours no longer. You have earned the right to sleep. You will live forever in my memory, Dean. "Our lovesbond eternal" Robert Ray |
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