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Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help
drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families,
their
homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had
been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would
pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see
outside
the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour
periods
where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and
color
of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on
the
water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in
arm
amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be
seen
in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite
detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and
imagine
the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although
the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as
the
gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the da y nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to
find
the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his
sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body
away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved
next
to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure
he
was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself
up on
one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to
slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who
had
described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
Epilogue:
There is tremendous happi ness in making others happy, despite our own
situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money
can't
buy.
"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."
The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to everyone
who
passes it on.
Do not keep this letter.
Just forward it to your friends to whom you wish blessings.
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