Even after the wonderful thing that Ani did last night,
the pain on her face with her gassy stomach almost overshadowed her accomplishment.
Why is this?
Why should I allow my empathetic feelings for her sour tummy blot out something great?
That's sad, in and of itself.
I have a (even more so) new found appreciation of care-givers. Their love and service
comes, even though they see pain, sadness and sorrow. They can see through this, they
can see the potential, and not get themselves down. I envy them for this.
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