A friend of mine wrote yesterday and told me in the stretch of two months she had a hysterectomy, buried her father and lost her job. She has rebounded and is doing better physically, emotionally and financially but, she said, there are still days when “sometimes I cry a little.” It was a touching moment that wells me up all over again as I type this to you. She is one of the smartest people I know and she is heck of a great teacher. The world is less with her out of spirits and it will one day spin a little smaller without her.
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