Today I went to a small furniture store (Wright's Furniture in Rockville, if you've ever been there, punkin) and had quite an experience. I was looking through books to see if I could find something that I like for Aly's bedroom/guestroom. An older lady sat down at the same table and eventually we started chatting. We started out talking about grown children moving back home (I told her about getting the bed for my college DD's room to be used as a guest room, etc) and eventually she told me about her DH, who she is taking care of who has Parkinson's Disease. Before long 2 of the staff came over and were talking with us. What an eye opening discussion. This lady is such a brave, wonderful lady with such a great attitude. She didn't seem to feel pity for herself even though she sure could have and seem actually honored to be able to care for her husband. It really made me wonder why, when faced with such tough circumstances, some people can handle them with such grace and others seem to fold. I know that she has the support of her grown children who seem to live in the area and help during the weekdays, but still a lot of the care is on her. I could have stayed all afternoon chatting with her.