October 8, 1948 – November 29, 2021
at the age of 73 years:
Family and friends will celebrate Cris’ life at North Shuswap Christian Fellowship Church, Butters Rd, Scotch Creek, BC. Saturday, December 11, 2021 at 11:00 a.m. COVID-19 Protocols.
Cris was born October 8th, 1948 in Wawa Ontario to Robert Beland & Valma Wootton. Later on, Cris would make Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario the place to call home & raise her family. She entered the arms of her loving Saviour and Lord Jesus on November 29th, 2021 after a short-lived battle with COVID. She is survived by her Husband, soulmate and love of her life, Randy, her two daughters that admired her love for Jesus, Debbie Lunden (Tim) and Lisa Burgess. She was the Stepmom and friend to Cheri Schryer (Derek Balaux), pre-deceased by Brian Schryer.
Cris also leaves behind her siblings Dave Wooton (Nancy), Diane Siegwart (Don), Herb Miller (Judy), pre-deceased by brothers Ray Beland and Chuck Miller. Much loved Grandma to Andrew, Taylor and Danica Burgess (Ryan), Jessica Collings, Brandon & Kyle McCarthy, Aiden, Cody and Samuel Balaux and Great Grandma to Claire, Amelia, Zoe, Anaise, Adalaide, Zachary, Nolan and Alivia. Cris is also survived by numerous Nieces & Nephews from near & far, many friends, acquaintances that she has met at various Churches that she & Randy attended over the years.
We would like to take this opportunity to thank the Doctors, Nurses, all Staff at the Salmon Arm Hospital who worked tirelessly to keep Cris comfortable. Your kindness, compassion, caring and nurturing does not go unnoticed.
Arrangements entrusted to Fischer’s Funeral Home, Salmon Arm, British Columbia.
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long,
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take
and each must go alone.
It is all part of the Master’s plan
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
go to the friends we know,
and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me – but let me go.