“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 lying flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs and 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 colour of the world outside. He would say ‘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 picturesque scene. 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 descriptive words. 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 him alone. Slowly and with pain, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to turn slowly and look out through the window beside the bed, it faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate to have described such wonderful things outside the window. The nurse responded that even though, the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you to live’
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. We must live life on a higher frequency by ensuring that we always share our goodness with others irrespective of what we perceive as our own setbacks. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is goodness in the life of others. If you want to feel rich, just take stock of all the things you have that money can’t buy. ‘Today is a gift that is why it is called the Present, so make up your mind to be a blessing to someone’s life this week against all odds!