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A Happy October To All Our Metro Readers. In honor of Halloween, as an added bonus, I added another page for the Metro for you. Click here to view the bonus Trick Or Treat page.

What a busy and fun September we had around this McCarty house. 

Margaret and I celebrated our wedding anniversary on the 7th. I feel like I am the luckiest guy in the world, being able to spend the past 28 years with the woman I love and my best friend. (no... not two different people). Thank you Margaret for always being there for me.

We also had a "Porch Party" in honor of Brad & Valerie's engagement. Brad and Valerie got a chance to celebrate with their Michigan family and friends. It was a chilly evening, but it was a blast. It was also great to see the Bains again, who made the trip up from Columbus for the party. 

Also, we had a wonderful visit from Chris, Amanda and Alexa. We did a lot of fun stuff, but just having them around meant the world to Margaret and me. It was also great having all my boys back in the house.

I think one of the great things about family is that we all love and root for each other. Many life lessons can come from unexpected places. I played basketball, softball, and other sports for many years, and some of the greatest lessons I learned while playing were not about the games I played, but about life. I tried to pass along these same lessons to my childern. One of the important life lessons I learned from sports are the fact that people play better when they are encouraged. It's true in all of life. People do better when others cheer them on, rather than criticizing, condemning and judging. My influence as a parent, a leader, a supervisor or a friend is most effective when I encourage those around me. If things are good or bad, we are always there with support and encouragment. The final thought I leave you this week is about encouragement, and what it means to the giver as well as the receiver of encouragment. Enjoy...

THE HOSPITAL ROOM

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 two men would talk 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. And 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 of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, 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. Even on 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 world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself.

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.”

Have a safe and Happy Halloween, and make sure to encourage those around you.

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