One of my patients came by Friday. I was surprised to see her in the waiting room as her appointment wasn't due for another month, but she wanted to bring me this.
A simple jar of homemade apple butter for Christmas.
Sometimes the simplest of things are the most precious.
She wouldn't let me pay her back. But she said I could pay her in hugs so I did (she's 71 so I wasn't worried of any misunderstanding).
Merry Christmas, dear readers.
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