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accepted-nerdom: i-am-fangirl-hear-me-squeel: usually I love...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:55:28 -0400

accepted-nerdom:

i-am-fangirl-hear-me-squeel:

usually

I love how Drake loses it

jennifertrvn: It will take just 37 seconds to read this and...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:54:57 -0400

jennifertrvn:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

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 besides 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.’

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 .’

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Mon, 13 May 2013 23:54:32 -0400

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tamsalama: eomira: gifcraft: Source: Aging Face...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:54:23 -0400

tamsalama:

eomira:

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Source: Aging Face Transformation

This is super cool

I love this because it is cool, and also because it furthers a point I love to make to people: old folks usually don’t feel like they’re old folks. They were just like you once.

chibird: Rolling in money sounds like a lot of fun. It’s not...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:54:03 -0400

chibird:

Rolling in money sounds like a lot of fun. It’s not like there’s anything else you can do with it… ;D

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colchrishadfield: Same land, different politics. The US -...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:53:31 -0400

colchrishadfield:

Same land, different politics. The US - Mexican border, seen from space.

lolsofunny: (lol here!)

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:53:08 -0400

lolsofunny:

(lol here!)

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shsl-chef: a-felicia-named-goat: shsl-chef: when u Mom com home and make hte spagheti what is...

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:50:27 -0400

shsl-chef:

a-felicia-named-goat:

shsl-chef:

when u Mom com home and make hte spagheti

what is this even supposed to mean

thats what i do when me Mom com home and make hte spagheti

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potties: rebecca ann murphy where the heck have u been

Mon, 13 May 2013 23:49:01 -0400

potties:

rebecca ann murphy where the heck have u been

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