Chantal's mother (Cheryllyn) and I were not close, however, I do have some fond memories of her. One that Chantal and I like to reminisce about is the first time I went over to Chantal's house in ninth grade. Chantal's family had just moved to Tahoe and they were still in the process of unpacking. Chantal and I had gotten into a water fight and we thought that we had been so clever in cleaning up all the evidence (and missing all the boxes) but when Cheryllyn came home she went into the bathroom and discovered a place we hadn't thought to check. We heard her call out "who peed on the toilet seat!" We couldn't stop laughing...um, that's not pee!
Cheryllyn also loved to be "one of the girls." She loved to join in on slumber parties and always had a funny story to tell. She relished telling the story about Chantal's first experience seeing a bear in Tahoe. She would keep you entertained with her dramatic re-enactment of stories.
Unfortunately, the last time I saw her was three years ago when she spent some time with us for the 4th of July. Her passing has been especially hard because it was so unexpected and no one had a chance to say goodbye. She was full of zest and life and will be missed.
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