My life in six words or less

My friend Gemma asked me to do this....

Here are the rules:
1) Write your own six word story.
2) Post it on your blog [and include a visual illustration if you'd like].
3) Link to the person that tagged you in your post [me!], and to the original post if possible [so we can track it as it travels].
4) Tag at least five others with links.
5) Don't forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.
6) Have fun!

Here are my answers, in an "end of life" sort of fashion:

"A life lived without what if's" or "She saw and did it all"

The great thing about having gone through a geriatric rotation is the great stories you get to hear. Alternatively, the sucky thing about geriatric rotation were the patients that didn't have great stories to tell.

One patient I had was a British man who'd fought in the first World War, was happily married until his wife's death, got to do a bunch of traveling, loved his work before his retirement, and raised a child that he was extremely proud of. He described his life to be rich, full, and accomplished.

Another patient wouldn't leave her dark room. She was in her bed most days, and not because of any physical ailment. I asked her if she could tell me a bit about her life. She said she had regrets, she wasn't happy with the way it turned out, and then she started to cry.

I'd rather be the first guy (minus the fighting in a war part). I'm having a great time working on living up to my "six word life story" in the mean time.