Christopher J Berg

April 25, 1973 to September 3, 2002


This is my beautiful husband Chris and I on our wedding day in Cozumel, Mexico in May of 2001. He had just stopped taking Interferon after nine months right before the trip because they found another lump in his neck. He still managed to look handsome no matter what torture the treatments put him through. He fought this terrible monster for three years and never complained or gave up hope. He wanted to live so badly. He wanted to stay here with the people he loved. I won’t go on about his battle with the beast here; I’ll leave that for the PatNet page. This is devoted to the wonderful way that Chris lived his life. He was the smartest, strongest, kindest, funniest, most loving person anyone could ever meet in their life. There isn’t a single person in the world that could have a negative word to say about Chris. Everyone who ever met him fell in love with him. He was such a happy person. He made other people happy. When we were together all we ever did was laugh. He had the best laugh. He always took care of everyone, his parents, his brother and sister, his friends and most of all me. We are all lost with out him. But yet, we know how lucky we were to have had him in our lives for the time that we did. I never thought that I would be a widow at 27, but the love I have for Chris gets stronger every day, and I know that some people never have a love like that ever. So I am grateful for that. He is my Angel and I know that he is watching over me from a better place. And we will be together again someday, we have to, I promised him.
In Loving Memory of
Christopher James Berg
April 25, 1973- September 3, 2002