During my two weeks in the hospital, I felt completely alone. Visits were rare. Calls were short. Loneliness became my constant companion.
But every evening, a kind nurse would stop by. He checked on me, fixed my blanket, and always said,
“You’re stronger than this moment.”
Those words kept me going.
When I was discharged, I went to thank him.
They told me no male nurse had ever been assigned to my room.
I was confused.
Weeks later, I found a note in my bag:
“Don’t lose hope. You’re stronger than you think.”
No name. No explanation.
I still don’t know who left it.
But I know someone showed up when I needed it most. 💙
