Ok - I'm just a soft heart. But this is worth reading. It is being passed around in email form, and I thought it worth passing on.
Jeff
How To Dance In The Rain
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his
80s, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was
in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be
over an hour before someone would to able to see him.
I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy
with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got
the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another
doctor's appointment this morning, as h e was in such a hurry. The
gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to
eat breakfast with his wife.
I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for
a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we
talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He
replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not
recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning,
even though she doesn't know who you are?'
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I
still know who she is.'
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm,
and thought, 'That is the kind of lo ve I want in my life.'
True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an
acceptance of all t hat is, has been, will be, and will not be.
With all the jokes and fun that is in e-mails, sometimes there is
one that comes along that has an important message. This one I
thought I could share
with you.
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
they just make the best of everything they have.
'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the
rain.'