Any experience may be perceived differently by those involved.

John was an old man and he lay dying. His wife of many years was sitting close by. He opened his eyes for a moment, and saw her and said, “There you are Agnes, at my side again.” She smiled faintly and fluttered her eyes and said, “Yes, dear, here I am.”

Then John said, “Looking back, I remember all the times you were at my side. You were there when I got my draft notice and had to go off to fight in the war. You were there when our first house burned to the ground, and we lost every thing we had. You were there when I had that accident that destroyed our car and I was seriously injured. And you were there when my business went bankrupt, and I lost every cent I had.”

Agnes again smiled faintly and fluttered her eyes and said…