Monday, September 8, 2008
How to dance in the rain
A friend of mine sent me this beautiful story and I want to share(thank you Laura)
How to Dance in the Rain
It was a busy morning,about 8:30, when an
elderly gentleman in his
80's 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 a doctor's
appointment this morning, as he 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 love I want in my life.'
True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has
been, will be, and will not be.
With all the jokes and fun that are 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.
I hope you share this with someone you care about.
I just did.
'Life isn't about how to survive the
storm, but how to dance in the rain.'
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