Good morning. This is it...the first day of the Grove Craft Fair...and I am ready to go. Mrs. Claus will meet children and adults alike and spread some holiday cheer.
Today's blog is about how thankful I am for my eyesight. I often think about what it would be like to not be able to see. I am so in awe of all the amazing things that surround me on a daily basis. As I dive along the roads, I notice wonders and something different every time. The expressions on peoples faces, the movement of the rivers and lakes and oceans. They say that your eyes are the doorways into your soul. I have viewed many souls throughout my lifetime. The one thing that stays in my mind are those special eyes that connect with me. The eyes of a baby as they stare in complete wonderment. The eyes of the elderly as they look at you with love and helplessness. The eyes of the person you love where you know there love from just their look. I use my eyes to admire all the beauty of art and use my eyes to create art. I am often amazed at the visuals the my eyes pick up out of the most obscure objects. The curtains in my living room on the tile on my bathroom wall. The ability that they have to determine color. They guide me in the car to most fabulous places. They allow me watch television or to enjoy a clouds drifting by. With my sight, I can appreciate all that there is before me and behind me. There is something to be said about hindsight!
My eyes can detect trouble and a person that lies along with worry, grief and sadness. I can close my eyes and imagine what something can be like, but nothing compares to the actual sight of everything! There are words that we use in life like insight. A vision of loveliness or to see a vision. As I have aged, I notice the use of the word Macular degeneration more and more. My dear friend has it, a woman in the senior facility has it, another friend has it and even my daughter has it. I never heard this word before when I was growing up. I am not sure that terminology has been around.. but I hear it often these days. To slowly lose sight is a frightening thought. I can not imagine living without my sight. They say that your other senses heighten, yet I am so grateful and thankful for this blessing. So, if today, you are reading this blog, open your eyes and look around and try to see the beauty that you have forgotten to see. Stop and look and appreciate that you have that ability. We all tend to forget the blessings we have on a daily basis.