Our Angel

Christopher Dwayne Alsip

June,14 1988 - September,13 2003

This website is dedicated to our son Christopher.Although he was named Chris, he also had a nickname of Buford. It contains pictures of Chris and what he loved to do. I invite you to take a few minutes to share Chris's life with us.Chris went to spend the night with one of his friends. They got up the week-end of Sept. 13 2003 to ride thier 4-wheelers. They were all having fun doing nothing wrong when Chris came up on some loose gravel and lost controll of his 4-wheeler and hit a tree. We lost our child on Sept,13 2003 at

11:20 that morning. Our lives will never be the same.

When a child dies, there is noway to describe what goes through a fathers and a mothers heart. Only those who have also lost a child would understand. Our son is no longer on this earth, to walk, talk or smile. Our pain will remain with us till our dying day. So please if you are a parent who thinks this won't happen "To my Child", think again. It only takes one mistake, that one could be fatal. Just tell your child that you love them everyday no matter what.

I would like to thank God for my wonderful Husband Mitch. Mitch lived his life for Chris, and made him what he was. He coached Chris's Teeball, Football and Baseball teams for awhile. They were each others best friends.

"Memories"

They are all we have since 9-13-03, that is when God took him away. He was full of life and happy as can be.Oh why did God take him away from us. He really was special in is own loving way. Chris had many friends we known this to be true, cause we met all of them as they passed through, as they payed there last respects and said "good-bye" to thier very specail friend.

Now our hearts are broken, we know this is true. We not only lost our son, we lost are best friend too...........

Don't Tell Me

Please don't tell me you know how I feel,
Unless you have lost your child too,
Please don't tell me my broken heart will heal,
Because that is just not true,
Please don't tell me my son is in a better place,
Though it is true, I want him here with me,
Don't tell me someday I'll hear his voice, see his face,
Beyond today I cannot see,
Don?t tell me it is time to move on,
Because I cannot,
Don?t tell me to face the fact he is gone,
Because denial is something I can't stop,
Don't tell me to be thankful for the time I had,
Because I wanted more,
Don't tell me when I am my old self you will be glad,
I'll never be as I was before,
What you can tell me is you will be here for me,
That you will listen when I talk of my child,
You can share with me my precious memories,
You can even cry with me for a while,
And please don't hesitate to say his name,
Because it is something I long to hear everyday,
Friend please realize that I can never be the same,
But if you stand by me, you may like the new person I become someday.