My husband was in surgery today and as I waited in the Lobby of the Hospital a very kind woman noticed that I was worried. The surgery was over 30 minutes longer than anticipated. She held my hand, and asked if I wanted to pray. Althouth a complete stranger, she reached out to me. I gratefully held her hand as she said a prayer for him, as well as myself. If more people could only take the time to care, so deeply, this would be a much better world. I am deeply grateful to her for reaching out to someone who, obviously, needed a helping hand. As I never got her name, I am hopeful that she reads this and understands just how much her care meant to me. God bless you and your family.