Jan 24, 2013

My oldest friend

I am lucky enough to visit teach a true gem.  Her name is Barbara, and she is 85.  In addition to our official monthly visits, I call Barbara and pop over to see her occasionally. Barbara is spunky, witty, wise, and in all ways delightful.  She struggles to hear and to move around, but that doesn't stop us from having great conversation.  Today we had a date to play Phase 10 at her kitchen table.  It came down to the last hand, but Barbara won the game.  Even so, she wasn't thrilled about posing for a picture.

It's tough for me to get away from my house and responsibilities long enough to enjoy afternoons like this, but if I had my way, I'd spend most afternoons with Barbara, playing cards, sucking on lollipops, and laughing until our sides hurt.  She's the best.
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