People that were trustworthy, reliable, and gave me a few minutes of their day to do something supposedly insignificant

Keywords: chronic illness

They are the people that I could call when I couldn’t walk back to my dorm, the people that made sure I ate when I didn’t have the energy to go myself, the people that kept up with how I was doing. Some of them were my closest friends and my siblings – holding me through every heart episode and sending me verses and texts of encouragement. They were my roommates that would check on me if I didn’t go to class and were always eager to do anything to help. Some of them were people I didn’t know well – lab assistants praying for me, ushers that sat with me on the floor outside chapel, professors that allowed me to show up late to the final exam, classmates that jumped in to help during crises.

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