When Your Friend Goes Under the Knife

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This morning, I’m thinking of Rick, one of my oldest and dearest friends, whose genuine kindness without condescension or judgment has left an indelible mark on me. At this moment, he is being wheeled into a sterile operating room where a skilled surgeon, hands steadied by years of practice, will open his chest and reroute arteries before closing him back up to let the healing process begin. Rick…

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