There are two more talks to share. I hadn't planned such a long, delay, but here you go.
Roxie is my dear friend and Hans' Godmother. She found the amazing strength to MC the Celebration for us, and to write the following for us:
(The Celebration opened with the following audio clip from Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen.)
"I am Optimus Prime and I send this message so that our pasts will always be remembered, for it is in those memories that we live on."
Roxie:
Welcome. Today
we’re here to honor and celebrate a nine year old. He loved Transformers!
Today we mourn the person that Hans could have been, a politician,
a pro skate boarder, a guitarist, a priest, a teacher, a nurse. We have all stood as witnesses to life,
suffering and the incredible strength of Hans and his family. But today we also celebrate who he was,
a lover of animals, a rugged individualist, a super griller, a guy with
excellent dance moves, and a great Lego builder. Today, we celebrate Hans.
I’ve thought a lot about this day, we all hoped this day
would never come. I’ve thought
there is so much to say if this day did come.
Hans was so much to so many people. We all feel honored to have been
a part of his journey. I met Lara
Kevin, and Ellie in 2000 and Hans wasn’t around yet. And when I met them, Lara and I were working together at
Monterey Rape Crisis Center. We would commute most days together in the car - an hour there and an hour back. And because of that we had a
lot of girlfriend time that most people don’t get in their twenties and we
became fast friends. When they moved to Texas, and upon the birth of Hans, I was
honored when they asked me to be his Godmother. And I took that job very seriously. It was a little heavier than I thought
it would be at the time!
Hans was a cherub as a baby - A beautiful perfect soul. He was so full of love and excitement, and had the most
amazing dance moves! He has the
most dedicated parents that I have ever known.
I was with Hans and Lara and Kevin and Ellie through a lot
of his treatments and therapies, especially once they moved back to California.
And all I can say from being on the ground there with them is that he was a
Gladiator. He was a trooper. He had the strength and spirit that was
amazing. It was like he was trying
to get all of life in as fast and as hard as he could. He was the toughest kid I knew.
I was with Hans within 48 hours before he passed. I was able to lean down and whisper to
Hans “I love you”. Most of you who know Hans, know he was a little standoffish
the last few years. It took him to
be asleep to get so close, but while I was so close I got to see all of those
cute freckles that I had forgotten about that he’d had since he was a baby. And
I remembered the old Hans, the one that we took to the zoo, the one that would
click his glass to mine to say cheers – ten fifteen times in a row if I wanted to.
He’s part of all of us, and I truly believe his trials will go on to help other
children. I will think of Hans in
every blade of grass, every unfolding leaf, every flower, every planet, every
sunbeam. I love you Hans.
Thanks, Roxie! Hansie loved you!
