Just spend a few mins of your free time to read this.
Its a good one.

The Window (good one)

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 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
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  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 beside 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's why it is called the  present."

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