I met a fabulous person last week, her name is Helga. Most likely we will never meet again. She had one job to do, and that was to administer the Covid19 vaccine into my arm. I was a tiny bit nervous. Any jag in the arm (not just such an historical one as this), can make us breathe a little shallower, followed by a little more deeply as we calibrate.
Helga was brilliant. Perfectly business like and swift in her time management. Perfectly aware she had said the same thing possibly 10, 20, 30 times already that day, and yet she said again it without even a hint of bored repetition. Perfectly gentle in word and manner. Perfectly subtle as her body hid the starting pistol. She had a singsong voice that was perfectly suited to her name.
I am not walking on air at the moment, I am once again pulled into the fingertips of depression and staring defiantly as I try to wrestle free. Helga was a reminder that, where there is trouble there is also a raft of people willing to help others. Thank you for your 2-minute friendship Helga. It helped in so many ways.
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