Thought you might like this...I'm going for the "good luck"!!

From: Dena Lomax (
Mon Jun 12 18:14:53 2000

>From: "Helen Dynda" <>
>To: Multiple recipients of list ADHESIONS <>
>Subject: An example of Imagery......
>Date: Mon, 12 Jun 2000 12:44:49 -0500
>[] Something to appreciate
>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. And
>every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he
>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 of the rainbow. Grand old trees
>the landscape, 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 detail,
>the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the
>picturesque scene.
>One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
>Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his
>mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive
>words. Days and weeks 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 world
>Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself. 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,
>had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse
>responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She
>"Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."
>Epilogue. . . .There is tremendous happiness in making others happy,
>our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when
>shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all of the
>you have that money can't buy. "Today is a gift, that's why it is called
>the present."
>The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to everyone
>who passes it on. Forward this letter to five of your friends to whom you
>wish good luck. You will see that something good happens to you.

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