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A daily habit that kept a doctor from moving on. ]]></description>
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<p>One early morning, Dr. Robert Cruz was about to make rounds, when he saw his childhood friend in the elevator.</p>
<p>“Here, keep this,” Alyssa said as she handed over a pocket sized Bible to the doctor. “It already helped me through a lot.” <span id="more-80"></span></p>
<p>The doctor politely thanked his friend then went on his rounds when the elevator door opened. He received an SMS from Alyssa.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">“I also spent sleepless nights watching my friend deteriorate at room 407. I know you can recover from the pain.”</p>
<p>He saw the reflection of his dark set eyelids from a hallway mirror. He opened the Bible and read the inscription inside:</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">“Alyssa,</p>
<p style="padding-left: 60px;">Robert gave me this to remind me about faith and moving on.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 330px;">Always,</p>
<p style="padding-left: 330px;">Tina Cruz.”</p>
<p>Tears fell in front of the empty room where Tina&#8217;s name used to be seen by Robert.</p>
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