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Yesterday at work I was sitting outside eating my lunch in the sunshine and a wheelchair bound patient and his wife came outside and sat in the sun with me, his wife told me that it was the first time her husband had been outside in nine months, she went inside bought him a hotdog and brought it back to him while he was eating his hotdog from being so weak he dropped it on the ground the wife insisted that she go buy him another hotdog the patient said no that he would just enjoy his cake, he also made the statement that he was like a child having to learn to eat again it was obvious the cancer had stolen all of his dignity.. my heart sank to my stomach.. I got up and acted as if my lunch break was over told them to have a wonderful day only to arrive three minutes later with a new hotdog complete with mustard and relish, I told the patient " you can't just live on cake alone"...smiled and walked away..

I could not imagine living my life for nine months without enjoying the sunshine or struggling to eat one of my favorite foods... and of course he was one of those people that had never been sick a day in his life according to his wife.. it makes me stop and analyze that we never know what paths in life we are destined to take and why and just how much we take for granted on a daily basis whether it be sunshine, a hotdog , a person...I love how God meticously places me in these types of opportunities noticed I said opportunities and not situations :)...he speaks to us in mysterious ways...I realized everyday that I have to enjoy all of my blessings nomatter what kind of day I'm having it still should be The Best Day Of My Life...


*** random post but wanted to share my experience ***

Thank you for hugging someone with your heart. :Angel_anim:

Very nice indeed.

I learn a lot from watching my little dog. She's over 10 years old and about 6 months ago went totally blind. She can't even see light. What amazes me is the she gets around the house by memory, sound and smell and seems to be as happy as she ever was. When I go somewhere, she still wants to go with me. I watch her go into the garage, circle the pickup from memory and stop where she thinks the door is. She often goes completely under the truck and I have to pull her out to put her in the cab, but she still enjoys the ride and being with me. She misses where the stairs are coming back into the house a lot of the time and she often walks into the tire of my wife's car, but it's no big deal. She just continues on like nothing happened.

My Dad was that way. He was always grateful for what anyone did for him, no matter how minor. The last few years of his life, he was nearly blind and could barely hear even with a hearing aid. In other words, he had lost so much sensory input that he couldn't read, watch TV, listen to the radio or anything, but he was always upbeat. I had gotten him a phone with a really loud receiver so he could hear me when I called him and I marveled at the way he never complained. If he mentioned a problem he was having, it was in a matter of fact way and he never whined about it.

When I was a kid, he told me a joke that I really didn't get until much, much later:
A newspaper reporter went up to a 100 year old Indian and asked him what his secret was to growing so old.
The old Indian replied, "When it rains, I let it". That was my Dad's philosophy, I wish I were better at it.

Whoa!.... hmmm "when it rains I let it "......I love it and needed that within this very hour beyond frustrated with...ummm lets just say the thunderstorm in my life..:) thanks it made me smile and forget about being so annoyed..good motto to live by too

Thank you for hugging someone with your heart.


+1!!

Apparently I REP you guys way to much :) PAC and RET....:) but thanks..