Postcards From Lebanon: Part 12 in a Series of Cancer-Related Commentary (The Infusion Room)

“I … find my strength in the beat of your heart.” (HaleyWestenra) I like to think of myself as someone whose heart goes outto those less fortunate, people who need a helping hand, others who”there but for the grace of god go I.” I thought I’d learned thisyears ago when I had volunteered to make meals for the homeboundand served Christmas lunch to the homeless. However, there’s a partof me of whom I’m ashamed: an ugly, spoiled child, who rears hishead from time to time. But I’ve been humbled. My initialfamiliarity with