Rhonda picked me up at the Basel train station and we came here to her and Robert's house in Habsheim. We talked and talked, the way we always do. She brought me up to date on family and friends and I did the same. We walked around the garden and the village and talked. We set up a picture puzzle and pulled out paintings to take to a shop and talked. We drove to the supermarket and the craft store and talked. We stopped for lunch and talked. But in everything, we also laughed. We have always laughed together, through difficult times and happy times. I guess that's what makes for a lasting friendship, being able to share the hurdles of life and still find the positive.
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