How To Dance In The Rain
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman
He said he was in a hurry, as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busy
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.
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.
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 arms 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.
This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people
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.’