| Location | Barnstaple |
| Age | 23 years |
| Date of Birth | 07/08/1983 |
| Date of Death | 27/02/2007 |
| Visitors | 2,320 since 06/04/2007 |
| Creator |
Christopher Guy Hunt
27/02/07
Age 23
Precious only child.
Died of streptococcal pneumonia in hospital, peacefully without pain.
Chris, my dearest child and friend, brought me the greatest pleasure and comfort during my own difficult times throughout his childhood. He was kind and compassionate to all living things, and loved animals and nature. As a young man he still demonstrated his awe of wild creatures such as buzzards, badgers and foxes. He hated fox hunting and cruelty to animals.
In the latter years of his short life, his essence became diluted. Life was a struggle for him, but I never gave up hope that someday he might find a path that would lead him to happiness.
His favourite place was Porlock Weir, Somerset. I took him there for the first time in the summer of 2006. He felt that at some time, the whole world would visit Porlock. We continued to go there on Sundays so that he could fish for crabs and watch the water for hours. This is where I remember him best, at peace, and his happiest times of recent years.
Chris- your light burns brightly in my heart with a pure flame.
I love you and miss you.
Mum
I miss you Chris.
Merry Chrimbo.
Holiday times are good for reminders of what we don't have. I would give anything to speak to you and see how you are doing. I'd imagine whatever it is is exciting and interesting or at least, peaceful.
I'm 7 months pregnant right now and I'm excited that when my little girl sees your name tattooed on my arm she'll ask me who Chris is, and I'll tell her about what a good friend you were.
Love, Cheryl.
☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥☆ ♥ This day is remembered and quietly kept,
No words are needed, we shall never forget,
For those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day.
Unseen and unheard, but always near,
So loved, so missed, and so very dear ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥
val lloyds mom
You sound like a lovely young man my boy was to but demons are very cruel when they get hold of us but now you are both in peace look after your moms because we are special ones the rest of your family to love val moms new friendxxxxxx
They say there is a reason
they say that time will heal
but neither time nor reason
can help the way we feel
loving thoughts to all of you
Andy's mum
You were like my big brother. You were always there to make me feel better if I was sad.
Dan and I are married now, we brought a photo of you to hold during the ceremony so it would be just like you were there. You watched from the table, because Ed forgot to hold you - which is so like her.
I had a dream about you a while ago, too. You were knocking at my door, asking if you could stay with me. With every fiber of me, I knew you weren't there, but you insisted you were. We hugged and told stories and I told you how much I missed and loved you. Then I woke up, and cried for hours. I'm sure you visit me in my dreams, and I'm so grateful for it. I miss you more and more everyday.
I love you so much, Chris. Be safe.
PS: Whales suck.
a year of tears
a year has passed and still chris is on my mind every day. he was a true friend and we always had fun, no matter where we were or what we were doing, i will always remember that. he always made me laugh.
i remember him today by visiting old haunts and thinking of fun times.
my thoughts are also with kathy today
be strong
xXx
Time heals
Time is beginning to heal the pain of losing you. The slow journey has taken me to many places so that I could begin to understand what happened - why you began to change, until I finally saw the true person fade away. I now know, like so many young people of that age, that you were so desperate to be loved and liked by all when you were just 17. One day, a new friend wanted you to fit in with them and offered you an experience that was to change your path in life forever, which overtook you, and little by little prevented you from making choicesand exerting your free will. You became a dying spirt - now set free, rather than a free spirit that died.
I think of you every day with joy for the years of your child hood and adolescence that we shared and have experienced many happy memories. I have caught myself unawares, with smiles for my precious memories. We only borrow our children for a short time before they go out into the world to live the lives they chose. I remember now your true spirit and this comforts me greatly.
Rest in eternal peace, my dearest son, free of pain and problems. With love - mum
Miss you
I don't even know where to start. Maybe I won't cry while writing this like I have before.
I miss you!
You were one of my best friends, even though we met online. You had a fun personality, you always told me what I needed to hear, even if it wasn't what I WANTED to hear. And you could always make me laugh no matter how down you were. Remember Mr. Socko and the giant, humongous spider?
I wish we hadn't lost touch after 2004, but at least I did get to speak with you a few months before...
I will always miss you, and I hope that you are looking after me and my little girl, and maybe, since babies can see spirits, you come play with her! She would have loved you, just like I did.
Love, Stacey
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