
Get well soon! the handwriting said cheerily. I cringed. The card was for someone with terminal cancer, not bronchitis. The note, at best would seem trite. And to me it seemed hollow, hopeless. The card was not for me, but … Continue reading
Get well soon! the handwriting said cheerily. I cringed. The card was for someone with terminal cancer, not bronchitis. The note, at best would seem trite. And to me it seemed hollow, hopeless. The card was not for me, but … Continue reading