Jan’s brother Kai was handsome, intelligent, charming, he loved a good debate, enjoyed acting, mastered a unicycle and lived life to the fullest.
I never knew him. When he was 21 he died in a tragic accident not long after this picture was taken.
A few months ago Jan told Millie all about Kai. She listened very carefully to the story of his life and ever since that moment, when she discovered she had a “new uncle”, some kind of a connection was forged between them.
She talks about him all the time. She wants to know about him. Out of the blue she will say to me, “You know what, Mom? I love Uncle Kai.” When we called her grandma Gitte today she whispered to me, “Mom, can I ask Granny about Kai?” In February on the anniversary of his death I spoke to her about what a hard time it was for her Granny & Pappa and for her Daddy. She was concerned that they would be sad and wanted to understand why. When I told her it was because they were missing Kai. This is the exchange we had.
Sunday came. That morning Jan went over her talk with her. She knew it by heart.
When she stood at the podium she became nervous and she looked at me with a little fear in her eyes. I whispered the story in her ear and she repeated an account of Jesus’ crucifixion and resurrection. But when the moment came for her to talk about Kai something shifted.
We’d brought a picture of Kai with us so that she could show all her primary buddies her uncle. I handed her his picture and all of the sudden she was completely confident and at ease. She spoke from her heart, no promptings from mom. Just a heartfelt expression of the love she feels for her uncle Kai. And her testimony that she will see him again.
When she finished several people had tears in their eyes.
I wonder if this is what Robert George meant when he said, “the truth is luminous”.