Christopher Allen Willard 2-8-74 to 03-01-10

by Rita
(Indianapolis, in)

Your life started out normal and nice didn't it. You were the cutest little boy and older than your years, my only child. You were sensitive, honest, diplomatic and a peace keeper of sorts. I was always so proud of everything you did school, work, my 2 grandbabies and your battle with cancer. When you called me to come be with you because it wasn't swollen glands was crushing.

Then six months later remission wahoo. Then you started again great job, found a wife, had a baby and promotion on to AZ. Gosh things were great now, another baby on the way but wait... a bump and you knew, you called me and told me we were having a scare, a biopsy to check to make sure it is not there.

So we drove and came down to sit with our grandbaby while you guys went to the hospital to see. And then again it was back 5 years later and the next step they said was a stem cell transplant. You were able to be there for the next babies birth. The chemo this time was 10 times worst, you were in the hospital and then back out and in again and worn out. And we thought Chemo was bad we had no idea what was to come; the stem cell transplant and recovery was hard to see if I had a hard time seeing you I can not even imagine what you went through.

But being the man that you were you took it in stride and moved on. back to work and trying to be the husband and father you wanted to be. Damn if it didn't happen again 6 months later a bump and again you knew. Once again you stood tall and again they said transplant again. Finally we got you home and thought all was going to be good. Wasn't to be; your body reject the donor this time.

You again took it in stride and ready yourself for the fight to come. Who would have thought that they would then say you were not going to be here to see your kids grow. you my son are the most amazing man I have ever known. The lives you touched while here will continue for many many years.