Being a writer, you sometimes take little things for
granted. In my case I think little about
my sight. Now, I’m not talking about my
bifocals. I’m referring to the ability
to see at all. To be blind would end my
love of writing. Fortunately, I don’t
have that problem. Yesterday, however, I
was talking with my oldest brother who has had Type 1 diabetes since age 9. Among his health problems is diabetic
retinopathy. His sight slowly diminished
until his current state of blindness. He
was once a published writer of poetry.
He had to give it up when his sight deteriorated. It makes me realize how lucky I am to have my
sight so I can continue with my passion for writing. Every day there are so many simple things we
take for granted like walking, talking, eating, hearing and sleeping in an
ordinary bed. I’m not preaching here but
I think most of us have a lot to be thankful for. Sadly, many of us, including me, concentrate
instead on what ails us. I bet my
brother would switch medical problems with me in a heartbeat.
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