Someone who cares will ask you how your day is. They want to know what you’re doing; they want to know if something significant has happened in your life. You don’t have to talk to them all the time, but when you do see them, they will want to know how you are. Not out of some sort of obligation, but because they genuinely want to know.
Someone who cares will tell you things. They’ll tell you how ridiculous that parking ticket was; they’ll tell you a joke they found hilarious. Some people share more than others, but someone who cares will tell you things that matter to them, no matter how small that thing is.
Someone who cares will listen. Now, there are times when they won’t listen well. We all do that sometimes: we’re distracted, or so excited we talk over each other. But a person who cares will listen to you regularly, because your opinions matter to them. The things you say make some sort of impact on them – your opinions make them think, or make them laugh. But in their way, whatever that way is, they will listen.
About a year ago, I had a patient who came in for nausea problem. I diagnosed her with morning sickness. The happiest news I could give to a woman who had been waiting for a kid. (Ok, she didn’t expect it at all but her expression was PRICELESS!). I didn’t know who’s happier: me giving the news or her accepting the news.
Recently, she came back and brought her baby (a bit under the weather - but nothing major). Her cute little baby. Sometimes I couldn’t believe it. Last time I saw her, she was barely pregnant. Then I saw her bringing her little baby boy, so cuddly and smiley.
Oh, it made me happy. The smell of baby powder and a cooing (almost) healthy baby.
Good thing he didn’t cry at the practice. *Pinching cheeks*
I’m still a bit awed at how things change. Life, ow, life.
I woke up finding out that I cried in my sleep. Dreaming of 公公 this morning. Still happier than ever, wore matching t-shirt, and told me: “Believe in yourself, 宝贝”.
I still cry in my sleep. I don’t know because I missed him or just because I’m happy that he decided to pop into my dreams once in a while, when I needed him the most.
Today I read a newspaper headline that said: “University X Gives Special Entry Option to Their Future Medical Students Who Can Memorize Al-Quran”.
And I wonder:
What if the headlines change into: “University X Gives Special Entry Option to Their Future Medical Students Who Can Memorize Bible”?
I wonder if the response would be different.