Sunday, July 24, 2011
Imagine sitting in the dim light. Your eyes well with tears as you struggle to thread a needle--something you used to do with ease. The craft that once brought you delight has now become a chore. This is the story my 86-year-old grandmother told me the other evening when I went to her house to help her put her eye drops in. I had never seen eye drops like that before--thick and white like glue. I watched as the liquid spread and clouded her beautiful blue eyes.
Most of us take our sight for granted. Not a day goes by that our eyes don’t get a workout--to work, to play, to capture moments in time to file away as memories. Every day I get my camera out to preserve the beauty I see around me so that I can share it with others.
My grandmother had eyes surgery a while ago. It was supposed to take two weeks to heal, but instead it has been two months of weekly doctor's visits and she is still recovering. Watching her deal with this, among other eye surgeries, is what has inspired me to start creating eye surgery recovery cards. A kind word at the right time may not take the trial away, but it’s comforting to know that someone cares . . .