Part of my hospital chaplaincy duties is to write a reflection on how it’s going. Identities may be altered for privacy. All the writings are here. — The patient, Jerome, had a trapezoid-shaped hole in his head, and he told me it was from his son. Jerome’s son had waited in his father’s home until […]
via I Had This Dream, That in Another World, I Was Someone Else, Someone Not Me. — J.S. Park

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