Chris I had good times going over BJJ techniques with you on Magic Monday. Your inviting smile always cheered me. You showed me concern, friendship, compassion, acceptance, and brotherhood. I knew you would win every time we rolled but I also knew it would be great fun and looked forward to it. You were another of my Jiu-Jitsu family that make the dojo home. I told all of my BJJ family that day in class after Miles’s death that I would be there if anyone needed a shoulder to cry on or cheering up. How I wish you had taken me up on it instead of choosing to take your life. I will miss you greatly. I’ll miss your fuzzy head after one of your buzz hair cuts and your funny little goatee. I’ll miss chatting with you after class and the distinct sound of your voice. I hurt, Chris. I hurt.
Its good bye for now and rest. I will see you again and maybe then you can help me understand. I won’t forget you Chris.
Rest in peace, Chris.
Jiu-Jitsu is Life and Life is Jiu-Jitsu