Thank You Mrs. Davilla

Behind this door lives an elderly woman I hardly know.

Her name is Mrs. Davilla. She has been my across the hall neighbor for several years.
Our contact in the past have been limited to short conversations in the hallway. Just small talk really as we are going in and out of our apartments.
I have been inside her studio apt once. It was the time she left her front door slightly open for a few hours. I had been doing my laundry and had passed by her door a dozen times attending to my clothes in the laundry room.
I was a little worried about going in to check on her. Lisa convinced me I should, so I went inside to make sure she hadn't slipped in the bathroom or something like that.
The place was totally empty and dark. So I closed and locked her door.
When she came back a few days later I told her how I had found the door and that I had gone in to make sure she was OK.
Turns out she was waiting just outside the hallway door for her daughter to pick her up for a short trip. She had all her luggage outside and when she saw her daughter pull up on the street, she just headed out and forgot to close her door.
That is when we started checking on each other more, exchanged phone numbers etc.
She is a good neighbor.

She noticed that I have been home a lot, that I had my sister here and asked how I was doing. We talked about my cancer. She also has a sister in Texas who is suffering from breast CA.

Since that conversation, Mrs Davilla has been bring me food every week. Sometimes twice a week. She has made enchiladas, Mexican potato soup, Mexican meatballs, Mexican pudding, banana pudding, pineapple upside-down cake, a fruit plate with melon, kiwi, pineapple, grapes, chicken soup, casseroles, spaghetti. She has given me two vases of flowers as well as a plant.

We all have friends that in times of trouble will come through for us. For me it's been my sisters, Lisa, Susan and Briana. There are many others who offer emotional support as well like Carmen, Eva, Margarita and Chris. And, of course, all of my co-workers have been extremely supportive and generous. I know if I needed anything, all I would have to do is ask.

But, Mrs. Davilla has been an angel to me. She sends me get well cards. She prays for my recovery. She doesn't really know me and yet she continues to give of herself in support of me.
She has truly shown me the love of Christ.
She is an example of what I need to be.