Messages for Hanna

Hanna I have not been in touch, but you have been in my thoughts from time to time. I'm not very expressive so pardon me for not reaching out earlier, but you and Marc have been guiding lights ever since we met at DSI. Your work was astonishing to me. I couldn't believe that someone was actually doing the work you did as a vocation. I am perhaps very muted, too muted, in my expression and so let me take this opportunity to say I was overjoyed that there was work like yours happening. It kindled a hope in me that perhaps one day I could do something like this too, for my people here in India. I feel a little more guilty now that I didn't reach out earlier and shared my admiration. I guess I was too much in my own head, and I can be clumsy with my words. But I hope this message overcomes that. I'm not much of a poem guy but there's one poem that has always been with me since I read the Hobbit and LOTR. Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea; Over snow by winter sown, And through the merry flowers of June, Over grass and over stone, And under mountains in the moon. Roads go ever ever on Under cloud and under star, Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar. Eyes that fire and sword have seen And horror in the halls of stone Look at last on meadows green And trees and hills they long have known. I hope this helps in some way. Love from India, Shashank