The hardest part of having friends who are much older than I am is that they will eventually pass away before I do. Another of my dear older friends, Frances from the other rehab, died after a fall.
She was lovely.
One day, I remarked that her rings were beautiful. She thanked me then told me she had bought them herself. She had never married but wanted some fancy diamond wedding rings. I later learned that she had been married twice. She was just a bit forgetful!
Earlier, she had noticed that I read while working out and brought me some of her books: Romance Novels. Oh my. I accepted them with thanks then dropped them off in the surgery waiting room as I left the hospital.
She was such a nice lady and I am so grateful that she passed through my life. I will miss her.
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