Lori,

God bless you and your family. My thoughts and prayers are with you.

Tom

Dammit, Lori . . . this is supposed to happen to OLD people, not youngsters
like you guys. You know now that the brain tumor explains a lot, but I doubt
that's comforting. We are all so very sorry, and wish we could actually DO
something besides pray for you two.

I.P.

That is just terrible news, Lori.

He will be in my prayers.

I am really sorry Lori.  God bless you all.

Lori,
That is really terrible. You are in my prayers for the strength you
need to keep going.
Steve U

So very sorry to read this, Lori.
You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers!
Please remember to take care of *you*, too!

MikeH

hi lori - i've had this in my files and saved it.  i hope you can find
some comfort in it.

~ curtis

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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 flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families,
their homes, their jobs, 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 color
of the world outside.

  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 color 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 detail,
the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine
the picturesque scene.

  One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade
passing by.

  Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in
his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with
descriptive words. Days and weeks 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, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his
first look at the real world outside.

  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.

She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue:

  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 the things you have that
money can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."

The greatest happiness in life is
the conviction that we are loved
- loved for ourselves, or rather,
loved in spite of ourselves.
- Victor Hugo
 

knowledge is power - growing old is mandatory - growing wise is optional    
"Many more men die with prostate cancer than of it. Growing old is
invariably fatal. Prostate cancer is only sometimes so."
http://community.webtv.net/PALMER_ENT/doc

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I've written you before here, Lori, and I'm still reading.  Let me add my
prayers for you, your husband, and your loved ones to those already offered.

Ken Bland

My Prayers are with ya'll.......Take Care