Dear Joanell, Fred, Frederick, Carita, Christina, Brigitte and all:
My heart sank when I first saw the Caring Bridge notice of Hans' death. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered the little boy I knew and the young man I have come to know vicariously through your words. I am truly glad his suffering has ended, and I imagine that after trying so hard for so long to keep him well, get him well again, and live in hope, it is probably even harder to find peace in the midst of grief. Please know that you are surrounded by love and care, being held in the light of God, the light that no darkness can overcome. How amazing to have transplant connected to Easter and death to Christmas, but perhaps this all makes sense in the wisdom of the Alpha and Omega. I know that death does not get the last word. I know that I will be praying for you in the coming days and weeks.