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Let me start off by saying I use the term "blind" VERY loosely. I underwent eye surgery about a week ago; during recovery, my eyes, as you can imagine, were very sore - it was hard for me to open them for about five-ish hours. Am I capable of seeing? Yes. Can I open my eyes easily, now? Yes. So, I suppose I was never "blind" but like I said, I used the term very loosely.
For those few hours that I sat in the darkness with my eyes closed, I realized something. I know you are all assuming that I realized I was so lucky and blahblahblah because I have already written quite a few articles on "luck." And although I am very fortunate for not being blind, that is not what this experience has taught me.
Before I was ?quote unquote- "blind" I never realized that the color blue felt like the wind blowing on your face. I never realized that the color pink was my mother's hand gently touching my cheek. I never realized that the color green was my cat nibbling on my toes. I never realized that red was the lull of music in the background nor did I realize that yellow was wanting to get up and dance. So, before I was "blind" - I never realized how vivid colors truly were.
Before I was ?quote unquote- "blind" I never realized that a circle was really just a big, bear hug from a friend. I never realized that a square was a good night's rest. I never realized that a triangle was taking a simple sip of that lemonade your mother has been slaving over all day long. I never realized that a trapezoid was acting weird and normal all at the same time. So, before I was "blind" - I never realized that shapes were more than those things you learn in geometry class.
I guess what I am trying to say is, you should try looking at the world WITHOUT using your eyes; you'll end up seeing a lot more.
Being Blind Opened My Eyes,
Ushersg
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