Very often, in newspapers and on TV
we read about “A Person of special interest”.

We know that he or she will likely be found and interrogated.

As much will be found ourTabout that person as possible.

The police know how do to their work.

Then there are times when doctors come across
“matters of special interest” and they begin
to get into what they need to do.

The special interests of the police and doctors
usually does not hold our interest very long –
that is unless we are personally involved.

Today I know and love a woman of special interest
who has been found to have needs that I cannot meet
and, in a sense, she is being turned over to medics.

Is it not interesting to be aware of the levels of interest
we all have as our days unfold ?

And when the interest is truly personal what a difference it makes!

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