For my new readers, this is my dear friend Elizabeth. She lived at the end of our street when we moved here 6 years ago, and after a fall a couple years ago now resides in a Assisted Living Facility. I've visited her weekly since she has lived there.
She's 97 and delightful and bright. She had two sons, but never had a daughter, so we have developed quite a strong friendship, and since I lost my mom over 20 years ago, she meets a need in my life too.
Well today, she just cracked me up and I wanted to share her story with you. She can walk carefully with a walker, but is mainly in her wheelchair. The other day, one of the other residents had a visitor. Elizabeth said this visitor was a tall lean woman who walked very well. She came in Elizabeth's room and said "I understand you are 97 years old." Elizabeth confirmed the information. Then she said this "visitor" said "Well I'm 97 years old too and look at this," and proceeded to do a little dance right in front of her.
Then with a wink of her eye, and that sparkle I love she said to me in a rather hushed voice..."What a show off!" And we both cracked up laughing!!
This is why I look forward to my weekly visits. She always has a story to tell. Oh there was a funny bathroom story, but that's for another time. HaHa.