12/09/2025
A week without you — it feels impossible… as if the world stopped when you left. My sweet Emma Marie — your presence, your fire, your faith… they changed everyone who knew you.
For 7.5 years, you navigated an illness doctors said would give you two. Two. And yet you pushed forward for nearly eight — not just surviving, but living, creating, mothering, loving, and showing up for people in ways most could never imagine. You dealt with heartbreak and betrayal, and still you rose to every occasion. You were the strongest advocate for the people you loved, even when your own heart was in pieces.
Your kids… oh, Cris. The way they loved you, the way they crawled into your arms again and again, not wanting to let go — it broke me in ways I’ll never forget. They each carry a piece of your spirit. I see your strength in Ethan, your loyalty in Savannah, your faith and fire in Emmarie, your spark and joy in Everleigh. They were your whole world, and you were theirs. These kids will be reminded of your strength, your softness, and your faith everywhere they turn.
And then there’s us… our friendship built on laughter, late-night talks, honesty, music, Jesus, and choosing each other over and over again. You had this rare gift of making people feel seen and loved — no wonder you had friends everywhere you went. And when that hospital room went silent and it was just us at the end, I hope you knew: I kept every promise I ever made to you.
My gosh… your talent. The world only caught pieces of it — the music, the dancing, the fire — but your heart held so much more. You wrote truth, and you prayed for the day your voice could be fully heard.
Just 12 weeks ago we were in Vegas getting matching “bestie” tattoos from a song — *this* song — you wrote for me. It was a song about divin’ into this life together and choosing each other no matter what. How are we here…?
We stayed side by side until the end. And now I’ll keep going — holding what you entrusted to me and making sure your story is carried with the truth and love you deserved.
I love you, Sis. A week without you feels like a lifetime.
