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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.

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 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 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."

The origin
of this letter is unknown,

but it
brings good luck to everyone who passes it on.

Do not keep
this letter.