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. Epilogue. . . . You may interpret this story in any way you choose.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
We often don't see the value and richness of something we have until we lose it.