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. 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 of the things you have that money can't buy. Minn. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but Mark Eklund was one in a million. Mark talked incessantly. I had to remind him again and again that talking without permission was not acceptable. I didn't know what to make of it at first, but before long I became accumstomed to hearing it many times a day.