When I was an HIV/hospice volunteer I realized the partner of one of our clients was evoking an emotional response in me. Since 'Greg' wasn't assigned to me, I was just a secondary filling in from time to time ('Greg' was physically OK, but couldn't be left alone due to some effects of the meds and disease progression) I just quit taking requests to 'fill in' at their house. I think it was more of a selfish thing on my part, life was way to complicated for me at that point anyhow and I had to be looking out for myself.
I still think about 'Stan', however. His plight and it's effects on him were so sad, positive himself and symptom free, he was in a terrible place watching his partner deteriorate daily. Yeah, I wanted to give him a big hug and try and make everything better, but I didn't (and still don't) have the god like powers it would have taken to fix things for him.
I've never googled 'Stan', don't want to know what ever became of him, no way no how . . . .
I still think about 'Stan', however. His plight and it's effects on him were so sad, positive himself and symptom free, he was in a terrible place watching his partner deteriorate daily. Yeah, I wanted to give him a big hug and try and make everything better, but I didn't (and still don't) have the god like powers it would have taken to fix things for him.
I've never googled 'Stan', don't want to know what ever became of him, no way no how . . . .
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
