A Good Life

One of the ladies I volunteered with passed away on Saturday. She was in her late 80's and walked kind of bent over. She talked me into volunteering and was a good person. She never came and complained or whined about anything. She referred to her volunteer time as "therapy." She hated being sick and missing her "therapy." So many people have time and energy to spare, but we are running out of volunteers. I miss her already.