Listen

joan is my oldest and dearest friend…known each other since first grade. i phoned her tonite to see how things were going. her brother is dying from brain cancer and i wanted to remind her that i’m here for her. “how are things?”, i asked. for forty-five minutes, i listened. it was good to listen to her. she needed to be heard. i needed to hear her.

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