In the midst of the fire, on a day when the slings and arrows of outrage are being hurled at me by people I work with and for (enough said), a patient wrote to ask for medical advice I could not give. All I could do was extend my arms, acknowledge and embrace her suffering. It felt like far too little.
She responded, ending her note with this:
P.S. have you seen this ted talk? reminds me of you.
I aspire to such compassion, to be seen as having even a measure of it breaks my heart, in the most beautiful way.