To get from my apartment to the elevator I must pass this apartment. My building is assisted living and the other building is independent living. Some days I get to talk to "Billie" she is a wonderful friend. She comes to see her friend every day who now lives in assisted living while she lives in independent living.
They were neighbor's for over 20 years. As I come down the hall they sound like teenagers. They make me smile and of cause when we run into each other we stop and speak. I did not know Billie until we started meeting in the hall. But boy do I look forward to seeing her.
Today as I was going to the dining room, I ran into Billie she was such a blessing she asked if I was making new friends and getting comfortable. She makes me think of friendships so many of them are for only the good times. It makes me wonder if I would be able to make a commitment to visit my friend every day for a decent amount of time. Anyway, Billie says she is going to be my hall friend.
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