My Friend Denise
Lunch with my friend Denise is always a treat. She can always bring a smile to my face and easily makes me laugh. I enjoy being with her, because she loves and accepts me for who I am with no strings attached. She always remembers to ask about everyone in my family, including the dog (which by the way is now in doggie heaven). What a great friend! If you saw us out together, you might think we are an odd pair, because of the way we have to communicate. You see, Denise is deaf and I don’t speak any sign language, so we have to pantomime and then guess what the other person is talking about, so it’s a lot like a game. When I have been with her, I usually have to ask her sister, Linda, what the conversation really was, and get her to relay messages to Denise with important matters, such as not to try to “talk” to me when I am driving, because it is so hard to “listen”, because it involves watching her instead of looking at the road. Some people might feel sorry for my friend and the fact ...