The Art of Listening
When I was admitted to the hospital, I was placed in a room right next to a very needy woman. I don’t know what she looked like, but I could hear her voice: “Help. Help. Help! HELP ME!” At first,…
When I was admitted to the hospital, I was placed in a room right next to a very needy woman. I don’t know what she looked like, but I could hear her voice: “Help. Help. Help! HELP ME!” At first,…