Heart Hope by Olga

Easter afternoon…hundreds of eggs… lots of candy…six children waiting patiently…two adults hiding eggs when suddenly my friend Paula spotted the two faces peering down from the balcony. Two children longing to belong to the fun and festivities of the afternoon and Paula was supernaturally drawn to them by God. And then she did the unexpected; she invited them to come and hunt the eggs with the other children. Her cousin was astounded by the invitation, but the children were ecstatic as they ran to ask their parents if they could participate. The parents exited the apartment a bit apprehensive, and apologetic. Yes, the children could hunt the eggs, but they would have to use plastic grocery store bags since they didn’t have Easter baskets. Compassion engulfed Paula as she quickly informed the assembled group that the fun would take place in 30 minutes. Her cousin objected, but Paula managed to quiet and inform her to get in the car. Why? Where? What? They were going to go to Walgree...

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 ...