How to Dance in the Rain

How to Dance in the Rain

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 9:00 am.

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'sappointment
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.'



Beautiful story, it reminds me of the movie "The Notebook" which is about a man and his wife who is strickened with Alzheimers.

You will need to grab tissues for this tender movie.