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Date: Thu, Aug 12, 2010 at 3:39 AM
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Once in a while inbetween all
 
        those emails , comes a gem
 

Rain

It was a busy
morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman, probably 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
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.



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.'

 

We are all getting Older

make  the  best  of  your  LIFE.


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--
'I shall pass this way but once. Any good that I can do, any kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I may never pass this way again.'


With Love and Master's blessings,
In His Rememberance,
Vineet.
Cell No;9900113215




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