Wow, Christa, it seems like yesterday that I seen you walkin down the halls or on the phone. You were always on that phone girl! You made me smile, girl, you really did. I just had lunch with a few hours before our Father up in the sky called you home. You were 18 girl, only 18. Why do things like this happen? We ask ourselves that everyday. I think about you everyday girl. I can't get over it. I still can't accept you being gone. I just want to see your smile girl, you always had one on your face. No matter what girl, you were happy. And you were working so hard to get out of school. You were my girl Christa, and you always will be. I Love You!

I Love You and you will always be missed! Katrina

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