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 of the rainbow. Grand old trees
graced the landscape, 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 day 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 world outside. Finally, he
would have the joy of seeing it for himself. 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."
Moral: There is
tremendous happiness 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." Live the life to the fullest and moreover share your happy moments with others and make them happy. After all that is all we live for..Friends are a very rare jewel indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They land in ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us. So never fail them or break their trust..
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