Christie Lynn Holdaway Lee

February 20, 1965 - February 4, 2020

The shape of her dreams half remembered, she slipped the surly bonds of this mortal realm, touching perfection.  A perfect place, a perfect world to start her new journey through time.

Born February 20, 1965, she passed away at home, where she always wanted to be on February 4, 2020.

Christie was born in Los Angeles, California to her two fathers Lorrie R. Johnson and Jerry Lynn Holdaway and to her mother, Geraldine Susan Pate.

She attended Brigham and Kearns High Schools, graduating in 1982.  She graduated from Salt Lake Community College in 1997 with a degree in Criminal Justice.

Christie was the wife of Robert Johnson for 25 years.  She loved her husband and children with all her heart.  Friends often said that you could never get her to shut up about her husband when she was away from him for even and hour.  Her family was her world.

Christie was an active and loved member of the Salt Lake Pagan community, participating on the board of Salt Lake Pagan Pride and founding the Utah Black Hat Society in Salt Lake City.

She is survived by her husband Robert, her children Clifftin “Amber”, Chance, Athena, Freya and Cherie; four beautiful grandchildren Brooklynn, Jerimiah, Ashton, Harley and about a million friends; her sisters Tina Gillreath (Al), Tracie King (Wayne), LeAnne Bunker, Lynette Johnson; brothers Jeffery Johnson and Shannon Johnson.

Preceded in death by her parents, fathers Lorrie R. Johnson, Jerry Lynn Holdaway and mother Geraldine Susan Pate; and grandmother Susie Doris Carbaugh.

Friends are invited to a viewing on Saturday, February 15th, 2020 from 2:00 until 4:00 PM at Starks Funeral Parlor, 3651 South 900 East, Salt Lake City.


Final Thoughts:

The truth is.  I decided to write most of this obituary myself, with a few words from a close friend.  In my life, I tried to do the best I could.  Sometimes I succeeded, sometimes I failed, but I tried.  For all of my crazy shenanigans and complaints I really did love people.  The only thing that separated me from anyone else is I didn’t always do the right thing or say the right thing and when you come to the end of your life those are the things you really regret.  My life was not perfect and I encountered many, many  bumps in the road.  But mostly, I enjoyed life.  Some parts of it were harder than others, but I learned something from every one of those situations and I couldn’t do any more than that.  Some people told me that writing my own obituary was morbid, but I think it is a perfect chance to say thank you to all the people who helped me along the way.  Those who loved me, assisted me, cared for me, laughed with me and taught me things so that I could have a wonderful, happy life.  I was blessed beyond measure by knowing all of you.  That is what made my life worthwhile.  

~ Chrissy