Saturday, August 30, 2008
The dog & the light bulb
With all the dogs around, I couldn't resist! lol
Posted by Candi The Clown at 10:59 PM 2 comments
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Times Of Testing
Times of testing
Brings a blessing
That might come with a disguise.
It’s arrival
As a trial
Can’t be viewed with carnal eyes.
Look for meaning
In the weaning
And the pruning that takes place.
There’ll be laughter
Soon thereafter
Cause you’ll see your Savior’s face.
He’ll be smiling
And beguiling
You to lean upon His breast.
Then the testing
And the blessing
Will confirm that God knows best.
Juanita DeHart
Houston , TX
I found this on my in internet
travels and liked it,
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Posted by Candi The Clown at 7:08 PM 4 comments
Friday, August 8, 2008
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 be 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.
I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.
'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,
but how to dance in the rain.
Posted by Candi The Clown at 10:38 PM 6 comments
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