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Posted by bams68
- April 11, 2007, 05:43:03 AMVery sweet message, touching indeed
Ur Deer Friend
bams
Ur Deer Friend
bams
Posted by Darling SilverDodger
- April 10, 2007, 04:33:50 PMThanks Icer ........ and May God bless you and yours O0
Posted by ICER
- April 10, 2007, 03:59:10 PMI'll also email this to my wife like the puppy story ..Silver your stories are great and makes me cry (I'm a grown man but with a very soft heart). God bless you... :D
Posted by Darling SilverDodger
- April 10, 2007, 02:14:24 PMA nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside. "Your son is
here," she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times
before the patient's eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the
young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out
his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's
limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed.
All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted
ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength.
Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest
awhile. He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was
oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of
the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings,
the cries and moans of the other patients.
Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said
nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.
Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now
lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did
what she had to do, he waited.
Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the
Marine interrupted her.
"Who was that man?" he asked. The nurse was startled, "He was your
father," she answered.
"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my life."
"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"
"I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed
his son, and his son just wasn't here. When I realized that he was too sick
to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I
stayed."
The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay.
here," she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times
before the patient's eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the
young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out
his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's
limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed.
All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted
ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength.
Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest
awhile. He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was
oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of
the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings,
the cries and moans of the other patients.
Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said
nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.
Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now
lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did
what she had to do, he waited.
Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the
Marine interrupted her.
"Who was that man?" he asked. The nurse was startled, "He was your
father," she answered.
"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my life."
"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"
"I knew right away there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed
his son, and his son just wasn't here. When I realized that he was too sick
to tell whether or not I was his son, knowing how much he needed me, I
stayed."
The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay.