Like multitudes before me and, I trust, multitudes to come, I eventually heard (Try as I might to avoid hearing it!) in that mother's grief-filled declaration, "Oh God, Doctor, I was hoping it was cancer", a still, small voice asking, "Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?" to which I was at last compelled to reply, "here am I, send me."
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Apurva, the link is missing.
ReplyDeleteOops sorry. I didn't recogonize that it is linked to the quote.
ReplyDeleteHmm... Interesting that you missed the huge link and searched for it where it was not.
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