Thinking of “N” again today. How could someone who could only speak three sentences touch me so? Friendships come in many forms. I am thankful for all. -SPL
M.C. Escher Three Worlds, 1955
This morning I am thinking about a friend I use to know, when I lived in a different town. I’ll call her “N”. N has brain damage caused by an accident and a stroke. I do not know how or when she got it; I never asked. N has a speech tick, which means she communicates using only three, very limited sentences: “Oh well”, “Oh, I don’t know about that”, and “Yes”. She only shakes her head for “No”.
She smiles constantly. It’s rare to see her frown or upset, because little upsets her. N’s smile, crooked as it is, is horribly contagious. She uses it to every advantage, often for non-verbal communication, such as *smile* Yes, I want that book, or *smile* More water please.
“Oh well” is her favorite phrase to use. If we were playing a game…
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shannon p. laws 
Oh, how this reflection touched my heart! Very tenderly written and filled with compassion. Imagine being in “N’s” shoes. You captured the essence of her dilemma and how it affected you really well, Shannon.
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Thank you Susan. I think of her often. Her spirit shines through her handicaps. What a testimony.
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