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.

 

 

 

 

 

The happiest people don't 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.


 

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