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by Kelly McCarty
| Halloween has always been my favorite holiday of the year. I would like to wish all the Metro Readers a Happy October. If you made it to this page, that means you survived this years' McCarty Metro Spooktacular. I hope I didn't scare you too badly. We have had no new subscribers lately. I hope that all my readers enjoy what I put out. Remember to let your friends know about us and check out the paper. Also, if you no longer want to be on our email list, feel free to opt out on our home page. I have been in charge of the Metro since October 1992, which makes this the start of my 17th year. I couldn't do this without the support of my family and friends who write for this paper, especially, Jerry and Mike who, every month, I have always counted on fresh material from them, and I just want them to know that I appreciate it. Also a big thank you to all of you who contribute by submitting articles and/or other contributions through email. | | = | . | On to my final thoughts... I have been blessed with a loving and caring wife, and 3 wonderful sons of whom I am very proud of. I read this story, and it really touched me because I think true and unconditional love is the most powerful thing in the world. That is the kind of love I want in my life. True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the emails that come into my in-box, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain. |
. | . | Dance In The Rain It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 a.m .I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. | 
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While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'
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Have a great October and give your 'True Love' a great big hug.... 
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