NORMAN, Christopher Ronald

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It is with a heavily broken heart I write this. At 38 years, you were too young to go. You were a Gentle Giant at 6’5″.

Chris had the kindest heart. When he was young, he donated his birthday money to kids less fortunate than himself. In the 4th grade, he won a “Young writers of Canada” competition, being one of a handful of kids picked to attend. Although he wasn’t much of a reader, he did read the Hobbit. He loved Astronomy, and he cried opening the telescope we bought him one Christmas morning, saying it was the best gift he ever got. He loved all music, but Techno & EDM were his favourite. He enjoyed martial arts as a kid and had won a first-place trophy in an Arnis competition. Later on in life, watching UFC with Roko made him happy. He went out for daily walks. He always advocated for those less fortunate and stood up for what he believed was right. As a child, he wanted to become an Archaeologist, have children, own a home, and drive a car.

Life changed for Chris. Chris had a medical condition; he was Epileptic with Grand Mal Seizures. This caused Chris to fall numerous times, smashing his head and falling on concrete sidewalks; at 6’5″ that is a long way to fall. I had lost count of the number of times he was hospitalized. When he was hospitalized, he would have 3 or 4 Grand Mal Seizures in a row, even the staff at times were scared, but he survived. Unfortunately, his last seizure took his life.

Life was hard on you; one incident comes to my mind: the night you went out for a walk and got jumped senselessly by a mob of teenagers (17 of them). For whatever reason, for no reason at all, they had decided to beat you up and took their boots to your head. I thank God for the police that drove by that night and had witnessed the event. They stopped and called an ambulance because you were unable to talk, you were severely beaten and spent several days in the Hospital. The police then proceeded to take statements from the group of teens. Charges were laid because they determined that the teens made up their stories, the stories varied immensely. I was happy they were charged. Life changed and was not kind to you.

In my wildest dreams, I never imagined that I would outlive you. It is not right that a mother outlives her son. We all miss you terribly, your dad, your brothers, your sisters, cousins, and numerous aunts and uncles all have a deep hole left in their hearts, because you are no longer here.

A Celebration of Life will be held at a later date.

Thank you for any donations, they are appreciated. In lieu of flowers please donate to his GoFundMe page at: https://gofund.me/fc20d0e8

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