The path less traveled...

The path less traveled...

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Live with laughter and love with all your heart.......

Anonymous ~ received this story via email
It was a busy raining 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 hourbefore someone would to able to see him.I saw him looking at his watch anddecided, 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 thedoctors, 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 heneeded 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 shewas a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we  talked, I asked if she would beupset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knewwho he was, that she had notrecognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him,'And you still go every morning, even though shedoesn'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 bumpson 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 comesalong that has an important message..This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarilyhave 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 dancein the rain.'We are all getting OlderTomorrow may be our turn.

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