My beloved brother and I had the closest relationship. During tough times, we would always reach out to each other and have one another to lean on. His support was a blessing that I will forever be grateful for. 14 days before his last day, he gave me two live lobsters as my 80th birthday present. Even though he had so many extremely difficult struggles of his own, he always thought of others and brought happiness to them.
The longest time I spent with my beloved Joseph in the U.S. was 12 years ago, four months after his kidney removal when he had his 2nd surgery pancreatectomy on December 15th. I remembered that day outside the surgery room: Diana was wearing brightly colored clothes and the smile on her face showed everyone her faith and trust in God. I remember the days after the surgery. Joseph, with his arm laying around my shoulder, took his first step, and then the second… as if his life had started anew. However, I believed this new life would last only a year, as sentenced by professionals.
We celebrated Christmas together, then I departed home with a heavy heart. These precious difficult days we stayed together will be forever commemorated in my heart.
Among our eight siblings, Joseph is the youngest, yet he contributed the most to our family through his unforgettable filiality, like helping our parents and comforting them the most. In the wake of China's Cultural Revolution in the last century, Joseph, who was only 12 years old, was the only one who accompanied our parents and braved through the hard times with them. After he came to the States he constantly helped every family member who was in need, while asking his own children to get loans for education. Even if we didn’t want to burden him, he always miraculously detected each of our difficulties and helped us out of his kind and giving nature.
His love is always pouring out for others. On behalf of my siblings, I would say “Thank you, our little brother!”
To my surprise, Joseph lived much longer than one year and his life became increasingly productive. Every time I visited him, I saw more strength and happiness in him—especially since he started writing. In those moments I knew writing was his mission bestowed by God, for he had never written before and was too young to remember the past in its entirety; it’s just impossible to be such an amazing writer without previous practice and training. His writings inspire me and many others. His life was a miracle that strengthened our faith.
I have to give thanks to dear Diana, an amazing wife, mother, and sister, as she made everything possible, even though everything seemed impossible. She carried all the burden of taking care of Joseph and the whole family, while simultaneously maintaining a holiday atmosphere in all corners of the house and creating a family full of holy spirit. I would also like to thank Melody, Luke, and Mark for giving joy and pride to Joseph! Thank you to all of our friends and Joseph’s fans for supporting him and encouraging him to stay happy. Joseph would often share with me everyone’s moving comments. We appreciate them deeply.
Lord took Joseph to heaven while he was soundly sleeping, it went fast and peacefully—the best reward one can get.
Joseph, I will miss your smiles and chatting with you all the time! We will meet in heaven!