I was working my volunteer shift at hospital yesterday when an outpatient (there for some tests) came up to me and asked if I remembered her. I sure did! Her husband had been a patient there several years ago and knowing he was in his last days, she tried to stay positive and one day asked if I would give her a hug. Well it became a regular thing. Lots of hugs. One day in the cafeteria she walked up to where I was sitting with tears streaming down her face. Her husband had died. We hugged. Yesterday she told me I had been a big help and thanked me. We hugged once again.
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