One afternoon I toured an art museum while waiting for my husband to finish a business meeting.I
was looking forward to a quiet view of the art works.
A young couple viewing the paintings ahead of me chatted nonstop between themselves.I watched
them a moment and decided the wife was doing all the talk.I admired the husband's patience for putting
up with her continuous talk.Distracted by their noise,I moved on.
I met with them several times as I moved through the different rooms of art.Each time I heard her
constant burst of words,I moved away quickly.
I was standing at the counter of the museum gift shop making a purchase when the couple came near
to the exit.Before they left,the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a white object.He extended it
into a long stick and then tapped his way into the coatroom to get his wife's jacket.
"He's a brave man."The clerk at the counter said,"Most of us would give up if wewere blinded at such a young age.During his recovery he made a promise that his life wouldn't change.So ,as before,he and his wife come in whenever there's a new art show."
"But what dose he get out of the art?"I asked,"He can't see."
"Can't see?You're wrong.He sees a lot.More than you or I do."The clerk said,"His wife describes
each painting so he can see it in his head."
I learned something about patience,courage and love that day.I saw the patience of a young wife
describing paintings to a person without sight and the courage of a husband who would not allow
blindness to change his life.And I saw the love shared by two people as I watched this couple walk away
hand in hand.
One afternoon I toured an art museum while waiting for my husband to finish a business meeting.I
was looking forward to a quiet view of the art works.
A young couple viewing the paintings ahead of me chatted nonstop between themselves.I watched
them a moment and decided the wife was doing all the talk.I admired the husband's patience for putting
up with her continuous talk.Distracted by their noise,I moved on.
I met with them several times as I moved through the different rooms of art.Each time I heard her
constant burst of words,I moved away quickly.
I was standing at the counter of the museum gift shop making a purchase when the couple came near
to the exit.Before they left,the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a white object.He extended it
into a long stick and then tapped his way into the coatroom to get his wife's jacket.
"He's a brave man."The clerk at the counter said,"Most of us would give up if wewere blinded at such a young age.During his recovery he made a promise that his life wouldn't change.So ,as before,he and his wife come in whenever there's a new art show."
"But what dose he get out of the art?"I asked,"He can't see."
"Can't see?You're wrong.He sees a lot.More than you or I do."The clerk said,"His wife describes
each painting so he can see it in his head."
I learned something about patience,courage and love that day.I saw the patience of a young wife
describing paintings to a person without sight and the courage of a husband who would not allow
blindness to change his life.And I saw the love shared by two people as I watched this couple walk away
hand in hand.
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