A friend of mine made the following posting on Facebook. I found it so profound that I felt compelled to share it with you:

“Eight days ago, my husband had a heart attack (he’s doing fine now).  And after much thought I have two things to say about it. This will probably be long, so buckle up and stick with me.

1. Even if you are in your early 40s, have no history, no “classic” symptoms, and are in relatively good health – but are having major pain in your chest. Go to the hospital. GO TO THE HOSPITAL. 
   
   You’ll want to talk yourself out of it. “Oh, it’s probably just heart burn,” “it’ll be expensive,” “I’ll be in the ER forever.” The answer is probably yes to all the above. Go anyway. 
2. Go to church. Don’t believe in organized religion? I don’t care – stick with me on this one. This isn’t about your spirituality, but the people you will find there. Not once have I felt alone in the last week. We were instantly surrounded by love and support. Not for a minute did I worry about what to do with my kids, how was I going to find a cardiologist, or that I could simply reach out for a hug or a shoulder to cry on. I had an instant support group of other wives with husbands in the same situation. I had instant understanding and compassion. And it was all right there. It was waiting for me. I didn’t have to search for it, it was already there.

Studies have shown that the Millennial generation is the loneliest generation. But if you dig into those same studies, they show that those with a church connection defy that statistic. They make up the happiest, and most connected sub-group. That’s not a coincidence. So, thank you to my church community.”