“While waiting in my doctor’s office for the results of a biopsy he had done on a lump in my breast, my palms were clammy and my throat dry as sand. I had grandbabies I wanted to see grow up and dreams I hadn’t yet tackled. The clock ticked with each beat of my heart. I have so much more living to do, I pleaded.
“‘There’s no need to fear the worst,’ a woman said, her tone rich and reassuring. I looked up, a little startled because I’d been so lost in thought that I hadn’t heard anyone come in. But there in front of me was a young nurse with the most beautiful smile and golden hair. ‘Your test will come back benign.’
“She left as quickly as she came. My heartbeat calmed and I felt tranquil. By the time Dr. Jefferson came in verifying the good news, I dabbed happy tears and told him how kind his nurse with the blond hair had been to soothe my worries. He paused. ‘We have a small office, and none of my nurses are blond…only Nurse Shelby had blond hair. She worked here for years but passed away last spring.’
“We stared at each other, but neither of us said a word. I simply smiled and left the office feeling full of peace, knowing we were both thinking the exact same thing.” –Natalie Hershey, 59, Mobile, AL