der morgen nach der nacht nach dem abend


an dem mo seine übernächtigte frau mit dem schreienden kind alleine liess.

zu dem schlechten gewissen kam heute diese mail:


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 9:00am. 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“. . .‘

komm lass uns tanzen, baby.


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