A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to
read this and change your thinking
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 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 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 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."
The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck
to everyone who passes it on.
nothing changed.
and it took me 38 seconds..
so wus the moral? the guy's blind or something?
Blessed are those who give.
Kinda sad to be the one lying on the bed...