This is a really sad picture imagining that the empty seat had once belonged to someone she loved. The absence of that special person never goes away and yes no matter how much time passes somedays exhaust you after fighting the sadness.
"Are you okay?" Yeah I'm just T- torn I- insecure R- ruined E- emotional D- depressed. How I feel at work. But, not one nurse I work with would ask this question. Where is the compassion these days, in the nurses we/I work with?