We are mourning for the death of our dear friend and advisory board member Jan Christoph Drewitz (†8. Februar 2018)
One night I dreamed a dream. As I was walking along the beach with my Lord. Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Lord. After the last scene of my life flashed before me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand. I noticed that at many times along the path of my life, especially at the very lowest and saddest times, there was only one set of footprints. This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it. “Lord, you said once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way. But I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life, there was only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why, when I needed you the most, you would leave me.” He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you. Never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.”
This little poem, drafted by Margaret Fishback Powers, is one of those stories that you come across repeatedly in your life. In the event of a baby shower, a baptism taking place, or a wedding celebration – recited by loving, caring people or spiritual role models.
It was originally drafted to describe a human’s relation to god. To me though, it has served for many years as a perfect reminder on how true friendship between two human beings shall be maintained: humble, not pushing for attention, spiritually connected, and always available for help and advice when needed.
And exactly these are the attributes that first come to my mind when I think about Jan: a dear friend; soulmate for more than 20 years; highly valued sparring partner. And for the past three years in addition an advisor to my entrepreneurial endeavors at Concinno.
On Thursday, February 8th my dear friend Jan Christoph Drewitz deceased. Without notice, with little suffering – yet at age 45, way too early.
What remains is deep grief, a wealth of wonderful joint memories and for sure deep gratitude. Gratitude for having known and first hand experiencing such a positive, kind-hearted, reliable and inspiring human being.
Thank you for your friendship Jan. The footprints in the sand may disappear … but you will always keep a place in my heart.