While on Facebook today, I stumbled across a picture that was posted by “The Unknown; but not hidden”. It was a picture of two old men in hospital beds sharing a room. There was a story that followed the picture. Now, the story said that it would only take 37 seconds to read.
So I read it, but it didn’t take me 37 seconds, it took me a little bit longer because of the potency the story holds. I think everyone should take a few minutes out of their day to read this lovely, eye opening and heartfelt story. It’s worth the read, trust me.
The story goes like this…
“Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an
hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from
His bed was next to the room’s only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on
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
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
colour 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 colour
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
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
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
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one
elbow to take his first look at the real world
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
The nurse responded that the man was blind and
could not even see the wall.
She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage
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
Share with friends and family.”
– The Unknown; but not hidden.
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I’ve learned that people will forget what you said,
people will forget what you did,
but people will never forget how you made them feel.
– Maya Angelou