I went to dinner last night with some old friends from the hospital.
Some of them still work there, but I don't see them often.
They have moved on from the rehab unit to different floors.
There were several people there last night that I have not seen in many years.
Andi flew down from San Jose on Friday night. Kirsten and I went to pick her up and then we went over to Twoohey's for a late dinner.
The next night, we all met in the bar at El Cholo for a quick drink (how I have missed you, casadores). Then we had a nice little stroll down memory lane with dinner.
I have worked at the hospital for 20 years.
I have seen people come and go. Many people.
Some of them I have kept in contact with and some not so much.
Being with these old friends last night was good for my soul.
I didn't realize how much I miss them.