To the young lady who burst into the wrong room at the emergency department on Monday night – I’m sure it probably didn’t mean much to you at the time, but the squeeze to my shoulder and telling me that you hoped everything would be alright were two things that I desperately needed after 2 sleepless nights sitting beside a badly injured family member. It was a small act of kindness, but it stuck with me all week. Thank you, and I hope you found your mom without much trouble. —Exhausted but Appreciative
This article appears in Jun 11-17, 2015.
