This week I received the very sad news that Hannah Freeman died of unknown causes after being separated from her father while walking in a Perth national park.
Hannah was 17 years old and one of the boarders that I came to know well while working at St Pauls College last year. She was spunky, wild, fun, cheeky and gave me as much trouble as anyone did. She was also sweet, thoughtful and had a genuine desire to make something of herself. I feel blessed to have known her and to have served her as dorm parent for a short time.
I am grieved that the world will miss out on a lifetime of her enthusiasm and wildness. But mostly I am grieved for her family and for the friends who were as close to her as family. Their lives are are irrevocably altered and my heart goes out to them as they learn what their lives look like without dear, hilarious Hannah.
I took this photo of Hannah on our 'Gangster Night' at the end of term 3 last year. She was making an announcement for me in some gangster accent or something - standard Hannah silliness and very funny!
You can read a little of the story of what happened here in The Border Mail.