Three Years Without Spotter
Today is a day to pause for a moment.
Exactly three years ago, Christian passed away. Three years that, on the one hand, seem like a long time because so much has happened since then. And on the other hand, still feel strangely close because some people leave a void that doesn’t simply get smaller just because time passes.
We miss Christian.
We miss him as a person. We miss him as part of our shared history. We miss him in conversations, in those moments when we wonder what he would have said. Sometimes all it takes is a thought, an old connection, a name, or a picture, and suddenly he’s back. Not really, but still as present as people who were important to us remain.
Christian was, and still is, an important part of TRSI.
Not just as a name from the past. Not just as a memory. But as someone who helped shape what this group is all about. People shape groups through their character, through time spent together, through their attitude, humor, ideas, and the mark they leave on others.
And it’s exactly those marks that remain.
A lot has been happening at TRSI again in recent months. We’re talking about where we want to go, how we’ll continue to grow, how we can come closer together, and how we can better tackle new projects. It’s not about simply repeating the old days. It’s about taking what defines us and turning it into something that’s relevant today as well.
On a day like this, in particular, one’s thoughts also turn to Christian.
We hope he would like to see how TRSI is evolving. That he would see that we’re still here. That we’re not just looking back, but also looking forward. That we’re trying to carry on the group with respect for its history, but also with new ideas and new energy.
Maybe he would have laughed at some things. Maybe he would have shaken his head at others. Maybe he would have had a strong opinion. And maybe that’s exactly the point: When you miss someone, you don’t just miss the big moments. You also miss the little reactions, the quips, the quirks, the way someone just belonged.
Even though he’s no longer with us, he remains part of our history and part of our connection to this group. In memories, in conversations, and in the desire to carry on TRSI in a way that feels right. Not perfect. Not polished. But honest, vibrant, and with the awareness that behind every name, every handle, and every story there’s a person.
Today we remember Spotter.
With sadness.
With gratitude.
With respect.
And with the feeling that some people never truly disappear as long as we don’t forget them.
We miss you, Christian.
