Mittwoch, 1. Februar 2012


 When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean 
the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of 
giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share
our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. 
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or 
confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, 
who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with
us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

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