Here Comes That Rainy Day Feel’n

It’s been an extremely wet week here in Georgia, which promises to also be a wet 4th of July. I found some of these pix on pinterest and others from around the net. They are all here to express the joy of a summer rain fall and to serve as a reminder of how good it feels to play in the rain. There is joy, laughter, dance, and romance…everything to make you feel bubbly or butterflies…take your pick. 
Disclaimer: Nothing here is intended to infringe on anyone’s copyright. Some pix contain a link-back to its original website. However I couldn’t always find the original sours. If you are the original owner and would like your photo removed, please send me a gentle email and it will be removed no questions asked.

For Better, For Worse. In Sickness and In Health

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 to 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,'Will she be upset if you're late?' He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.

Surprised, I asked, '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 who I am, 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.'

Loving 'for better or for worse' means being committed to each other in every season and circumstance of 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.

'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,

But how to dance in the rain.'

We are all getting Older. Tomorrow may be our turn.

~Author Unknown

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