Having recently been in the hospital for a short time for my own health issues, I know how difficult it can be–how defeated it feels.
It is amazing when someone brings you just a glimmer of hope, how much stronger you can feel.
For me, my family with me made a world of difference, but also when they brought me a laptop connecting me back to the world and giving me the ability to write and express myself.
Other hospital visits for other health issues have been longer in the past–and I want to run out the door, and there was a time that I actually did–walking around the grounds in my hospital gown–any way to be free.
Having the freedom to help yourself, be yourself–and not just lay there–is a true gift.
When I see the little boy racing around the hospital floor in his go-car with the I.V. hanging off the back, I am inspired.
As when I see the victims singing, dancing, and holding signs of hope and strength.
May G-d have mercy on our ill and downtrodden and raise them up up to be stronger indeed.
