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This update is memory of an amazing woman, someone I hope to be half as good as. She was born Christina Balut in Brooklyn, N.Y. on April 6, 1956. She was a remarkable and beautiful young woman. She graduated from Saint Joseph's College in Brooklyn and went on to find an amazing man and husband for herself. On June 21, 1980 [the first official day of summer] Christina married Benedict. In 1983, they had their first child, a son, Anthony Joseph. Following him was their only daughter, Marie Antoinette. They then had two more children, one in 1989 and another in 1991 - Francis Joseph and Benedict, respectively. After living in Brooklyn her whole life, in around 1989 she moved out to a then undeveloped town, Kendall Park, N.J. After having her first child she retired from being a teacher and then became a homemaker, housewife and one thing that made her happiest - a proud mother of four. Life in this nice suburban town made Chris very happy, she was loved and had much love to equally share. Not to be broad anymore, but myself being the second child of Christina, will take into personal accounts with my mother. There are so many memories that I share with my mother. Most mother-daughter's would kill for the relationship I had with my mother. I am not joking when I say she was my best friend. And trust me, having to lose your best friend is not an easy thing. There isn't a day that passes by when I don't think of her. She was a very computer illerate person, and she found it absolutely hilarious. She would finish her housework and then come to my room where I had my computer and before my father came home she would says "Put on Slingoooooo!" haha she loved that game! Going shopping with her when i was younger was an absolute pain, we had two different tastes. She had once even told me that "my class was up my ass" haha and she was probably right, but no one, especially a rebellious teenage girl, would ever admitt that back then. As i started to age i got my first boyfriend. I of course could not keep this from my mother, i came running home and I am not even joking when i say that once i get in the door i ran inside and gave her a huge hug. She asked what happened and i had told her about my first boyfriend. we always shared in each others happiness and sorrow. it was a good healthy mix to have. She even helped me get ready for my junior prom in may of 2003. The dress was her favorite ever, she said i looked like a little bride. And i didnt see it then but i started to look like my mother. If there was anyone i needed to turn to for advice she would be my first source. She guided me with her supreme wisdom. No other woman could ever possibly take her place - no one could be her! It was a warm June day in 2003, and they say that when you have such a deep connection with people you can feel something. Well on that day at about noon time, i felt a sharp pain in my heart, as if something happened to someone i knew. I remember it as if it were yesterday, I was outside for gym, but I didn't think anything of it. After skool i drove home and outside of my house was my grandfather's car. I thought I was going to hear the worst possible news that I could expect - but boy was a wrong. The front door was open so instead of going through the garage I went through there. Usually my mother was the first one to greet me as i walked into the house with a huge smile and say, "hey, how was your day?" little did she know but i missed it that day, and i miss it each day. So i get into the house and everyone is crying, im looking down the hallway waiting for my mother to come and comfort me. But then my dad takes me arm, [omg this is so hard to type without hysterically crying] and he says "Your mother left today and went to a better place." At first was just stunned and gazed, she left? what did he mean. Then in dawned on me, she had died. I couldnt even cry rite that moment, i never felt so weak and useless then i did then. i just collapsed onto the floor and then cried and screame, "WHY?! WHAT HAPPENED?! NO THIS CANT BE!!!" it was just sucha surreal moment and i still can't believe that she is gone. My family tried to help me and they got me up told me to drink water, but i couldnt look at them, all i wanted at that moment was my mommy, but she wasnt there. soon we went to the hospital and through the ER, i felt like i was in the show as i walked through there, and there she was, gone spiritually but there physically. When i still go to visit her by myself, i cant help breaking down. Life is just not fair! that is one thing i learned, idk how such an amazing, and person so full of giving, could have this happen to them, how could our so called god allow this to happen, and for awhile i fell away from the faith because of this [not to mention my sick grandfather passed away 3 days later]. She had died almost instantly from a massive heartattack. My brother who was home from college was there when it happened, i wish i was too, i wanted to be there for her and everything, i love her so much, god. She was so involved with the community, our parish and our grammar school, St Augustines [St. A's]. She went with us on skool trips that needed to be chaperoned, she was my 7th grade class parent and my other brothers 8th grade one. She was so involved that now at St. A's there is a memorial scholarship in the name of 'Christina Tommasino' for those who are so involved with both school and parish. When they announced that yesterday at my brothers graduation - i couldn't help to begin to cry. I think when its mentioned i cry because i try to think she is still here. After she passed away on June 10, 2003, on the 20th i was leaving to go to Italy on a trip. One night before i left i had trouble going to sleep, i saw the clock say 12:04 and i turned over toward the wall, then i hear someone call my name and i turn to see my mom sitting there on my bed i thought i was dreaming but i looked at the clock and it said 12:04, i started crying, she was sitting rite where she was when she took care of me when i was really sick. Sadly she didnt get to see francis graduate a day after she passed away, from St. A's, she couldnt see me Graduate from HS [or go to my senior prom], She didnt get to see Anthony graduate from Villanova University this may, or Benny from St. A's last nite. How could we not miss our mother, she was a huge part of my life and i know that she is always there with me now taking care of me, i feel her around me, sometimes more than other times. I know that she wont be there physically to see me walk down the aisle when i get married [if i ever do haha] but spritiually now and always she is there. I'm seeing myself in her ways more and more each day, even phsically I am beginning to look like the beautiful spitting image of my mother. I can't believe how much i just typed, i could go on and on but no one will prolly read this and comment on it, but i just needed it to be known about this amazing woman, who was taken from us and myself too early, 2 years ago tom. at noon. If anyone prays, please pray for her at noon tom. <3 thank you

Her hugs were all i needed and still do, just to be helf in her arms, knowing she loved me, was all i needed to live for

I Love You Mommy <3