Walk in the Rain

I just received this in my email and had to share — is a beautiful story for Valentine’s 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 9:00 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 wounds

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
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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.

‘Life isn’t about
How to survive the storm, how to dance

In the rain.’

We are all getting Older

Tomorrow may be our turn.

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