Posted: June 22, 2012 in STORY
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There was once an elderly, despondent woman in a nursing home.

She wouldn’t speak to anyone or request anything. She merely

existed – rocking in her creaky old rocking chair.

The old woman didn’t have many visitors. But every couple mornings,

a concerned and wise young nurse would go into her room. She didn’t

try to speak or ask questions of the old lady. She simply pulled up

another rocking chair beside the old woman and rocked with her.

Weeks or months later, the old woman finally spoke. ‘Thank you,’ she

said. ‘Thank you for rocking with me.'”


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