How true and on the mark about sharing; our grief, our hopes and dreams. Made me think of the interaction I had on April 9, 1968 when King was buried. I had just given birth that morning at the hospital where I worked as a Labor and Delivery RN and one of the aides I worked with, she was black, came in the two bed room and pulled the curtain and told me of her grief and we cried together.
How true and on the mark about sharing; our grief, our hopes and dreams. Made me think of the interaction I had on April 9, 1968 when King was buried. I had just given birth that morning at the hospital where I worked as a Labor and Delivery RN and one of the aides I worked with, she was black, came in the two bed room and pulled the curtain and told me of her grief and we cried together.