My Dottie. I believe that God sends special friends into your life when you really need them. That is how I became friends with Dorothy. After my husband died, she came to me and asked, rather firmly, if I would like to walk with her. We became "walking buddies" and then just became family. She loved to walk and talk to people and oh my , how she loved the dogs and cats. She always had dog bisquits in her pocket so she could become friends with them. It was nothing for us to walk miles at a time. Later I became the person to look out for her needs when she broke her hip and ended up in the nursing home. I visited her three or four times a week but I always came away feeling like my spirits had been lifted more then hers. She was so special and almost like the mother I did not get to have. Will I miss her? My goodness yes but I also know I will see her again. I look forward to that and take comfort from knowing that is a promise.
Emily Williams