Christopher, you are in my thoughts constantly and in my prayers constantly. I am asking Mother Mary to be with you and take care of you, firm in the belief that she is doing just that. I am also keeping your mother and father and sister and brother in my thoughts and in my prayers. I see you in my mind's eye--your dear mother Molly reminded me that we had indeed met during the vigil for you this past weekend!--years ago at the very first Anthroposophical medicine retreat which your parents had organized in Michigan. And I see you standing there with a look of eager helpfulness that seemed to say, "What can I do for you?" That is how I see you and shall remember you.  You are a shining star. The light shall never go out. I look up and will be looking for you, Christopher, because I need your light in this dark world. I send you love as I know you are sending it to all of us now and shall always. PS My mother was a musician. She played piano and accordion by ear and sang beautifully. She was the one who taught me to love opera and classical music. I hope that you will meet her in Heaven and make music together. That is a lovely image for me. And St. Cecilia, patron saint of music, shall be with you both.