Christine Ann Hansen

Christine Ann Hansen, 67, a resident of Cape Coral, formerly of Rochester, NY, passed away Sunday, April 20, 2025 in Cape Coral. She was born July 4, 1957 in Rochester, NY to Walter and Marilyn Beardsley, now deceased.

Christine was of the Christian faith. She was a loving mother of 3, a homemaker and business owner. Her kids were her life.

She is survived by her loving husband of 23 years, Scott Hansen of Cape Coral; three children, Melissa Todd (Frank) of Cape Coral, Nate Gaubeart (Amandalyn) of Cape Coral and Jordan Gaubeart of Cape Coral; four siblings, Sandra Steele, Richard Beardsley (Stephanie) of Rochester, NY, David Beardsley (Beverly) of Ft. Myers and Donald Kinglsey of Leigh Acres; five grandchildren, Frank, Tyler, Kyle, Olivia and Cameron as well as one great grandchild, Jayce.

A celebration of life will be held on Saturday April 26th at 1:00pm at the residence of Frank and Melissa Todd. 4201 SW 6th Ave, Cape Coral, Fl. 33914. Friends and family feel free to attend.

This is for Mom—who taught me how to love in silence, and speak through small things.

Christine’s way of loving was quiet but powerful—through homemade meals and heartfelt

Interest in your day. A dish made just right, a recipe never fully given. It was her quiet way of

Keeping us close. If you wanted that flavor, you had to go through her. Much like her food, she

Was complex, comforting, and quietly unforgettable. And in time, my siblings and I learned to

Cook the way she did—not just to feed, but to love.

She found peace in quiet rituals. Nighttime drives under soft halos of streetlight, Delilah playing

Love songs on the radio. Mornings with coffee and a cigarette, staring out into the world, saying

Nothing, needing nothing. As a child, I didn’t understand those moments. The stillness felt too

Slow, the songs too sentimental. But now, they bring me comfort. There’s a softness in those

Hours that asks nothing of you but to simply be.

Once, she told me, “Happiness is fleeting. You just need to be content with the one you love.” At

The time, I didn’t understand the weight of those words. But now I do. Joy doesn’t last forever,

But love—the quiet, steady kind—can carry us through. She longed for that kind of peace, and I

Think she found it, at least in those small, private moments.

Life wasn’t always gentle with her. She carried a lot of sorrow and sometimes let the world

Convince her she had no more fight left. But in witnessing her pain, I strive to endure. And more

Than that, I learned how to sit with someone else’s sadness without needing to fix it.

Now, when I drive beneath a quiet sky, or sit with my coffee in the stillness of morning, I will feel

Her with me. Not gone—just quieter. Loving, present, and finally, at peace.

Love Always,
Jordan

Dear Mom

I find myself writing to you now, in the quiet moments when I miss you most.

There’s so much I want to tell you, so much gratitude that fills my heart.

Thank you for being my first teacher in understanding myself – for helping me

Make sense of my horoscope and my “crazy mind” as we used to call it. You

Always had a way of making the complex feel simple, of helping me see myself

More clearly.

The manners you instilled in me – those simple yet profound gestures of respect

And kindness – they’ve shaped who I am. You showed me how these small acts of

Courtesy could make such a big difference in life.

Mom, your kitchen was more than just a place to cook. It was where you taught

Me that food has the power to bring family together, to create moments that

Become memories. Every recipe you shared was seasoned with love and wisdom.

You molded me into what you called “your good man” – someone who leads with

His heart, who knows the value of showing up, of being present. I carry that lesson

With me every day.

Somehow, you were always everywhere – at every important moment, every

Celebration, every crisis. Even when it seemed impossible, you found a way to be

There.

But most precious of all was your unwavering belief in me. When others might

Have doubted, you saw something special. Through my darkest days and longest

Nights, you were my lighthouse, always answering my calls, always guiding me

Back to shore.

You called me “Nate the Great,” but Mom, you were the truly great one. I can only

Hope to be half the person you were – your kindness, your strength, your endless

Capacity for love set a standard I’ll spend my life trying to meet.

Be still now, Mom. Rest peacefully. Until we meet again.

Love always,

Your Nate the Great

Friends are invited to send condolences via the on-line guest book which can be found at www.MullinsMemorial.com.

Mullins Memorial Funeral Home & Cremation Service, Cape Coral, is entrusted with final care.