What is really important in life and living?
My
Thoughts on How to Dance in the Rain
I have shared this story
with my work
colleagues in 2008 and it touched me greatly so I decided to share it
with you this week as it encapsulates my thoughts for the week.
“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 9:00am. 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 examination, 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 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 (comes with memory loss amongst other discomforts). 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.
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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