Touched....

Helen Keller once said,

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched....but are felt in the heart".

Henri Nouwen once said,

"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares".

Dear Pritam,

Even though I didn't sound like it but I was/ am scared. Scared that I am really sick. Thanks for offering the best thing....your being there for me. Thanks for always be so faithful. Means the world to me.

Love,
Grace.

Back to work. Deadline is getting nearer and nearer. And I have so much on my mind. Sigh.