Heatherlynne Stoddard Christensen

Heatherlynne 1976 – 2017

She was fierce.  She was ferocious in a beautiful way

.And..She was flawed just as each of us are in our lives day to day

.She was loving.  She was kind, and her passing brings all this to mind.

The burdens we carry deep in our heart, sharing never the whole But only a part. 

In parts and pieces, that is how we are known.

Never completely…We walk our paths alone.

In a crowd of friends, beside family

In the end…We are just the bits of us that we let them see.

A daughter with fire in her bones.  A beautiful stubborn, passionate one.

A sister, the youngest, devoted, the wild of the child

In abundance and weill she stood by your side.

The Auntie who doted and delved into your soul

Who wanted nothing more for you then that you were happy and whole.

The granddaughter with that unique spark

Who from the first breath stole grandma and grandpa's hearts.

The niece turned cohort for crazy fun times

 of laughter  and love and mixed up rhymes.

The friend, compassionate and caring, joyful an funny filled with adventures worth sharing.

Finally, most important a mom all things above wrapped into one

Bound by a ribbon of love connecting mother to sons.

The ones that she lived for, fought and charged.

Her only complete loves.  For them she would wrestle the moon

and tackle the stars.

For whom she cheered, inspired, taught to wish and to dream.

Taught that a life lived may not be just as it seemed.

Those that she loved and those that she cherished

Know that memories and love reign even after one has perished.

We may have known her in parts, know her in pieces.

Still we are bound to her soul for its life never ceases.

The memories released from the tears that drift from our eyes.

Are bits of love encapsulated as we cry.

Crystalline and clear, tracing our journey

Solidifying in that piece of us that will ever be yearning

For that lost fight which we are not ready to part

Will forever be secured deep and safe in our hearts.