THE RAIN

* dis is the forward email that i got from my frens...just wanna to share dis with u, my dearest frens*

 The Rain

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 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. 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. I just did.. 'Life isn't about  how to survive the storm, But how to dance in the rain.' We are all getting Older Tomorrow may be our turn.