Kristian, we met only twice but I feel like I know you your whole life!
It is your character that touched me so much, and the thorough silence that was actually loud in my soul!
Reading the story that your parents wrote for you, I may not recognise the details of your life, but I see that I am right saying that your life was rich and full: so many things you have done in your unfortunately so short life, so many talents, so many smiles.
I am lucky that I experienced some of those virtues of yours, especially this time I was in Berlin and I visited you at home having more time to talk with you and to learn about you. And so many more I have heard from your father, but also from your mother during this time in Greece, and then in Berlin.
Kristian, I was truly thinking of organising again a baklava that you so much liked. I was thinking I will order it to reach you immediately after you would come out from the hospital. I did not expect that you will chose to go to the long trip! I knew you were a fighter, and I was sure that you would manage once again, to come out from the hospital, with a smile and with more hopes. But this did not happen! Maybe for us ... but ... for you? We do not know, but one day we will also find out. I think this way for all the people I lost, and this also applies to you, because this way you are truly still among us! And this is a good feeling for us that stayed back.
Kristian, have a nice trip and enjoy it among all these angels!
Elias
