I spy with my little eye....

I was 25 when an eye specialist said I had glaucoma

He proceeded to scare the hell out of me

Telling me what to expect

Then sent me home on a sunny day with dilated eyeballs

I cried

Imagining the horrors 

Of what I would never see again

Turns out the doc was wrong (not the first one to be)

My eyes are shaped differently than others'

And they're fine

All they had to do was get to know me

To know that I'm beyond the norm many MANY ways

So why should my eyes be any different (tee hee)

The funny thing is

silly me was mourning that I would never again see what I saw

And yet

I no longer see things the way I did back then

It's as if suddenly someone removed the cloudy lens from my eyes

And I've discovered a fascinating world

I just love these textures and patterns

Do you know what they are?

 

And nope I didn't forget

the winner of the 'feeling the love' giveaway of 1/26

is

Bragger

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“The voyage of discovery lies 

not in seeking new vistas,

but in having new eyes.”

Marcel Proust

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If you haven't guessed what the photos are

here's a hint

This is why I don't cook

easily distracted