Wrong number or wrong friend?

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Yesterday my cell rang and I saw that it was a woman I worked with for many years. We spent more time together than we actually did with our own families during the work week. She and I had children the same age, shared a faith in Jesus Christ, and encouraged each other when our kids broke our hearts through the ups and downs of growing up. When her first granddaughter was born with a very rare, life altering birth defect, I wrote a Christmas song about the little angel. Since I retired 14 years ago, I've tried to stay in touch. When she suffered through lasting pain and problems from a botched surgery, I took supper to her family, magazines, dessert, everything I thought might help a little. I'm not boasting, I'm just saying I've tried to be a friend. I haven't heard from her in many years now and it always saddened me that apparently our friendship didn't mean very much to her. So, imagine how happy I was to see her name on the caller ID! That is, until I heard her say, "Vicki? Oh dear, I was calling so and so. I must have called your number by mistake." It didn't take me long to end that call. My husband said I shouldn't take it personally, but I do. I guess some people are wrapped up in their own worlds. Pity.