November 22, 2014
10pm

A personal moment in time. .

Big blue royal chair, moved to the dining room so access to the television was available.

This house had 9 bedrooms, two washing rooms with a massive kitchen and plenty of sitting areas.
A serenity space, the house once was and purposed for the same today.

In 1959, the United Church Hostel was established and funded by the United Church of Canada on the south-side of Edmonton. In 1964, the Hostel moved to its present location in downtown Edmonton where it was incorporated as the Jellinek Society.

The darkness within the house was aluminizing in the evening hours. Soft creaks in the floor boards, windows tingling from the wind. Night time wrapped its body around the souls who slept in peace there.

On this particular night, the quiet pierced skin enough to shiver my body hairs.

I inquired where you were. When would you come home? What are you doing out there?

Winter had cascaded into the city streets. Fresh Vapor freeze all around. No sounds echoed in the house.
The last ping on my phone, was you saying you'll be fine and to go to sleep. You'd see me tomorrow!

I needed you home, I was concerned about your mental state. I didn't feel right. There was no contempent as I slept that evening.

The tale:

A party was attended. Three women all feeding into his desires. Temptations fuelling his disease, one bite of the apple and a devil appeared.

A fell swoop of his fiery tale endangered you this night.

"You fooled me with your kisses
You cheated and you schemed
Heaven knows how you lied to me
You're not the way you seemed

But I got wise
You're the devil in disguise
Oh, yes, you are, devil in disguise
I thought that I was in heaven
But I was sure surprised
Heaven help me, I didn't see
The devil in your eyes"
    Elvis Presley

As you got wise, your eyes were sigh as the chemicals cloud within.
Your eyes grize, as you flee the spree of scheme.

A stolen car.
Old man winter and his fury.
A truck.
   Combined together created your demise!

Eery morning haze loomed around the serenity house.
As I opened the door, my heart hit the floor. Officers explained the crash, I didn't hear anything beyond hearing you died on impact.

An impact that had ripple effects for days, weeks and years after!

I see you on the stairs, holding onto the rails with both wide open arms smiling at me with your grin that swept my feelings straight away into your heart.
Talking about the moon and stars, cars and your father scars in your room.
Thanksgiving 2014 you celebrated your final birthday, while I attended a family event and couldn't wait to come home to you.

The walk under the street light down in the valley. Your blue jacket, jeans, cigarettes and the kiss.
No looking back.

I was honoured by your family to give your eulogy. Kept in your family for years as the last person to be truly close with you.

The way I keep your picture close, the memories alive and time dimes etched a simple 1234; this is us. I loved you more than anything I'd ever experienced.
I'll love you till I join you!

A decade has passed and I talk to you every few days. I keep you. You'll never be forgotten and the tears I shed or we your family shed is the waters of life spiriting you holding us!

On November 22, 2014 Christopher Mucha-Stad passed away at the age of 27 years.
He is survived by his son Dayton; mother Sandra Stad (Mike); father Rick Mucha; grandmothers Jeannette Stad, Virginia Koral; brother Brandon Stad; sister Dawn Mucha; grandfather Peter Mucha, numerous aunts, uncles, relatives and friends.
He was predeceased by his grandfather August Stad. Christopher will be sadly missed by all his family and friends.
A Memorial Service will be held at Christ Family Fellowship, #201, 8407-Argyl Road, Edmonton, on Saturday, November 29, 2014 at 2:00 p.m.
To plant a beautiful memorial tree in memory of Christopher, please visit our Tree Store.

My brother you were the best brother any sister could ask for you made people who you care about be stronger thanks for teaching me the things you did with me when we were kids main thing I am going to miss is you calling me bloundy rip my brother forever in my heart and every momment in my thoughts hugs see you really soon my Bro

Chris you were so good to me, and I will never forget you. My heart breaks every moment I realize your gone. Thank you, for your smile, your care,and most of all your heart! Bro~Man Forever. Stevie

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I swear this song captures so many of our real moments spent together, including your final words for me to wait for you at home.

I share this story of my personal truest love.
My heart goes on.
People, Places and Purgatory.