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[转载] Life Isn’t About How to Survive the Storm

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It was a busy morning, about 8:30 , when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived at the hospital to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
3 Y2 o) T! i% \' ]8 HI 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.
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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. + C- `  u, U7 P( X* m4 O  _
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.
) s9 w" q2 a5 mHe told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. & h3 [& n0 w8 I& [, E: u
As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.
) S* [6 c, B- U0 ~7 tHe replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. 7 b2 l' u7 A, e8 @
I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' 5 e  @. ~( f! @4 g& g0 W+ g
He smiled 1 j5 Z, n% T9 H% o+ m8 M
as he patted my hand and said, 7 T, x& ]' v+ f
'She doesn't know me,  
* y9 Y1 }. s7 i+ ]  Ebut I still know who she is.' 5 I  @5 O& C4 y

& ~6 x5 F; N1 h! G! @+ e8 K" MI had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,  P7 [, C5 u6 `4 X; Y
'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.'
最近看的文章,想和大家分享下,就想到了在这里发比较合适
很惭愧,从RSS订阅收到新帖子的标题,第一反应是被广告群发~/ h& H; z! {/ D/ w
真正读这篇文章时,很差的E文底子让我读得很吃力,不得不借助万能的google翻译。" c+ L) h9 b* E+ N
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读完之后,心有所感。谁能在雨中翩翩起舞,谁就拥有了真正的美丽人生。
怨去吹箫,狂来说剑,两样销魂味。
我是一窍不通看不懂,也不会读!
爱到心破碎,也别去怪谁,只因为相遇太美,就算流干泪,伤到底,心成灰,也无所谓。   
爱要说出来
只有曾天真给过的心,才了解等待中的甜蜜
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