Left For Dead
In her eyes was deep pain and loss. There was a strength about her, and a certain inexcusable confidence, and yet behind it lay an undeniable burden. She smiled a smile that exuded love and sincere delight in welcoming me and my friends into her home. I knew she was going to tell us the story of her experience during the genocide in April of 1994, but I had no comprehension of the drastic impact it would have on me, nor the strength it would require of her to simply share.
Her story was graphic. The details feel almost too horrific to recount or to write down, and yet she declared to us as she closed:
“Please tell my story because I know it will help someone else in their life; we have to learn from each other.”
And so, I will share a bit of her journey in the hopes that retelling it will move my heart and the hearts of the those that read it towards deeper compassion.
Continue reading at: http://jenntarbell.wordpress.com/2013/10/04/left-for-dead/
Jenn Tarbell of HOPE International is our guest blogger this week. She is the HOPE liaison to OC Women2Women and shares her passion and perspective on the reality of poverty. This entry is based on a visit she made to Rwanda where she heard a memorable story about a woman who was a victim of the genocide and how microfinance changed her life.