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'?
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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.

 With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one
 that comes along that has an important message.

 This one I thought I could share with you.

 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.'