A Hidden Grief

By Melissa Sahaj I had to bring my daughter into the E.R. that day, since she had a throbbing headache. “It’s a nice day out. Too bad we have to spend it at the E.R.,” I thought. After checking Michelle in, we sat for a while, probably about 30 min. Then an older woman, who looked like she was in her 70’s sat next to me. It was interesting she chose to sit next to me, since there were lots of other open seats around throughout the waiting area. I could sense something about her that was different and special….

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