The human race has one really effective weapon, and that is laughter. (Mark Twain)
My friend Ann lost one eye to glaucoma when she was a young teenager—the pressure won and destroyed it. Then, several years later, the disease attacked the other eye. Even so, Ann is fiercely independent.
I am at her apartment. She has mail for me to read to her. An audio device in her kitchen announces her laundry will be dry in one minute.
Don’t get up, Terry. She will be insulted. After all, she does this all the time without your assistance. “Go ahead. This newsletter is kind of long.”
I have imaginary glue on my chair. Nevertheless, after what seems like an exceptional amount of time, I rise. Slowly. On purpose. And tiptoe to the hall. From the top of the stairs I recognize her blue pants and beige shoes. She is inside the laundry room, and next to the door.
“Hey, girlfriend! Need help carrying anything?” A request I would ask anyone.
“Sure. Want to carry the basket?”
Her towels are neatly folded. (My folding fits into the good-enough-to-dry-a-dish or body-part category.)
When I tell Ann that she does more for me than I do for her, she always smiles and thanks me. However, she doesn’t realize how tangible the rays of her spirit are. “I’ll be your friend forever,” she often says.
After we finish with the mail, she slides between an old couch and a bookshelf. “I want to show you some things, if I can find them.”
No if about it. She finds what she wants within seconds.
Pull-string toys that tell jokes. Two fish full of puns. “Fish business begins on a small scale.” I laugh, not because I haven’t heard most of the jokes, but because the atmosphere here is fresh. Stale cod jokes, but no odors. This place is beautiful.
When I left home I was anxious because I kept missing calls about biopsy results. My friend loosened my fears—good, since the word benign resounds loud and clear when the call finally arrives.
Ann has lost her sight, not her vision. Friends for life? I’ll take it.
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Terry, what a wonderful friendship you share. You are both so lucky to have found each other. Your title says it all.
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