How to Dance in the Rain

June 6, 2008 at 4:00 am (Uncategorized)

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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
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
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not
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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