The point of this story is that “vision” cannot be defined as what we see with our very own eyes. Seeing clearly only happens when we use our mind and keep a positive attitude.
I have a friend…well a shirt relative of sorts…that is gradually going blind. She has been going blind since she was a young woman. She is in her mid eighties now and believe it or not still pays her bills and takes care of her own business. But she cannot see me across the room and only recognizes my voice when I enter her apartment at an assisted living facility (another Waiting Room for Heaven).
She as learned to cope in ways I don’t even understand. A large machine occupies the corner of her bedroom. By using it she can read the newspaper, write checks and even the occasional letter to an old friend. She eats in a dining room at the facility and judges portions by feeling. She walks with a walker and goes to the dining room by herself. She just gave up playing bingo a short while ago.
She returned day before yesterday from a trip to South Dakota to attend her brother’s funeral. We live in Oregon so that meant a stop in Salt Lake City. Because we have laws in our nation that require help for those with this kind of a challenge, she was able to go from terminal to terminal, reserve a wheel chair and make the round trip alone. Amazing.
She has never seen herself as disabled or if she ever did she has recovered from that. When her husband died suddenly and her youngest son was 15 years of age, she figured it out somehow. When I grow up I want to be like her.
I will say it again: The point of this story is that “vision” cannot be defined as what we see with our very own eyes. Seeing clearly only happens when we use our mind and keep a positive attitude. Think about it.
Incidentally, I took her medicine yesterday and could not figure how to get into or out of the facility. Sometimes I wonder. 😀