Thursday, August 13, 2009

Change your thinking

I received the following in an email today.  It struck a chord with me.  I mean I shook the cobwebs out of this musty brain and thought – yea this is good stuff.  If it’s good stuff, then I must share it.  Right?  That’s the rule.  So here it is.

Most, if not all, of us have trials – some worse than others.  Family, health, finances… you name it.  Sometimes there is no hope.  Sometimes there is hope but only with a lot of pain and perseverance.  Sometimes where we are in our lives are self inflicted.  It really doesn’t matter why things are the way they are, it is what we do with it. 

I don’t know who wrote the following.  It probably isn’t even a true story but I kind of hope it is.  The message is a good one.


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 details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months 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."

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 is why it is called  "The Present".


Tori_z said...

I think I read that before some place. It's a lovely story, and such a shame if it isn't true. I hope it is.

AliceKay said...

I've read this before, too, and it's a wonderful story. I think the best part of this story is the 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 is why it is called "The Present".

smokeeater413 said...

Wow I love that mom. I sure hope it is true that is a great and sad story.

jewelzmomof4 said...

sorry that was dougs email for some reason.

Intense Guy said...

What a marvelous story.

"The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way."

*Hugs* :)

Funny in my mind said...

I read this awhile back and it still makes me tear up a little. So true, the influence of positive thinking. There are a lot of people (myself included)who struggle to stay positive, especially when times are tough and the world seems to be falling apart.

LadyStyx said...

It's been a long time since I last saw that story. Wonderful how things have a way of coming back around when you most need to hear/see them.

Anonymous said...

I love it.

PetalsYoga said...

That was so beautiful. Thanks for passing this gem along.

Karla said...

I've seen it before but it's still beautiful..and yes you know for sure that it fits a lot that is going on with me right now *hugsss* thanks for blogging it!

Queenie Jeannie said...

I've never seen this before!! What an awesome story! Thank you so much for sharing!!!!!

ChicagoLady said...

I just got this in an email myself. It brought tears to my eyes at the end. What a beautiful lesson for us all.