Not seeing the faces of my friends or hearing from them in the months and years to follow would end up hurting me much more than my surgical wounds ever could.
Not seeing the faces of my friends or hearing from them in the months and years to follow would end up hurting me much more than my surgical wounds ever could.
It would be too easy to be uprooted by the mishaps of life if I wasn’t constantly surrounded by an inspiring environment or a place where I felt belonging.