Just as when during my teens I shared passionately with my own brother named Michael John, I came to share with Michael your beloved, in our office. As time grew, working beside Michael, I began to understand that he knew much about compassion and unconditional giving. His honesty would at times take my breath away. He connected with strangers with an ease I have seen no other do. We shared on a personal level about what we knew of our job, our roles, how we practiced, how we responded to those we were given to serve.
And he became more for me. He became something akin to a brother. He was a friend I felt deeply safe with. He did not smother me or rush up to me. His friendship was offered with dignity and respect. And with any part of himself that he gave to me I knew he had considered you first before. I have been blessed to observe the love he shared with you, (the phone calls at the end of the work day, the holiday planning, the bits and pieces he described of the home you created together). I share with you the loss of something so fine. Michael touched me deeply. I am so sorry to know you have lost one so dear, one so beautiful. I am profoundly touched to have experienced Michael as I have, and to know that he has left two children here and an extremely significant person in you.
Kristine Uebergang (On Track Colleague)