Once upon a time...
I complimented a woman at the gym who was very intently going about her exercise.
She then paused and told me it was the first time she had been to the gym in about a month as her mother is dying in hospital.
I opened my heart to listen to how stressful that was for her, emotionally and physically. I let her unload her worries and reminded her to be gentle to herself and that, as a mother and a daughter, she was doing the best she could on all sides.
It warmed me to see her exhale and smile at the end, knowing that those few moments of contact may have helped her, even a little.
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