The Coat My Father Wouldn’t Take Off
I made it a discipline.
You are not being cold, I told myself, you are being useful, and useful is what he needs, and cold is what will save him.
It is the hardest lesson of my whole profession and I had to learn it that night on my own father’s account: that when you love someone who has been hurt, the most powerful thing you can give them is not your fury.
It is your competence.