I am grateful to Michelle Tupper Butler who reflects in the Oates Journal about her experiences of losing her mother to death when she was in the fourth grade. Her essay is poignant for its insight and significant for its honesty. Her experience testifies to the power of community and friendship needed during such terrible times of loss. While loneliness and isolation are never fully abated by those who grieve, the crucial role of having supportive others nearby might make the difference between sanity and abject despair.
Michelle is a former member of the youth group I led and now married and serves as an attorney in Washington D.C. By opening her heart and sharing her memories, she is a hopeful and courageous example to others who have endured or might need to face a similar journey.
In this way, she continues the redeeming story of one beggar showing another beggar where to find bread. Thank you Michelle.
