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My mom died eight years ago and since then I have been corresponding with an old friend of hers. Mrs. K was married to my dad's best friend from college. When I was small, their family lived in the house behind us, and I was best friends with one of their daughters. We called her Bimmy.

My dad was a stroke victim and my mom took care of him. As he got older and weaker it became increasingly difficult but she did it.

One by one Mom's friends began passing away. Which is hard under any circumstances and I'm sure, even though I was here, Mom must have sometimes, often?, felt isolated.

Mrs. K never failed to write and call, and visit when Mom would allow it! She and Mrs. K hadn't been close before, but I joked that she wore Mom down with her unrelenting kindness.

Anyway, I bought some watercolor postcards for when I write to my penpal.