I am very thankful for my eyes. “What the eyes can not see the heart knows.” That is what comes to my mind when I think of my eyes. I am blind in one eye from a congenital cataract and 20/700 in the other. I can not wear prescription glasses because my brain interprets the images and doubles, so I wear a contact.
I am thankful for my cataract. My congenital cataract was detected when I was 6 weeks old. I have never seen in my left eye, not ever. I had a million doctors when I was growing up and I was the fascination of the Jules Stein Institute when I was child. I have muscle control over my eye, even though I have no sight. Exception when I sick or very tired, then my left eye becomes my “tell” and traitorously stares at my nose!
Now when I was growing up, they told me I would not be sighted as as adult. I would loose the sight in my right eye entirely from the strain by the time I was 18. So I had to learn braille. In my youth, my vision would drop in batches and then years with nothing … no deterioration at all. I had to wear safety goggles in elementary school because my eyes do not react quickly enough to keep debris from getting into my eyes. Many an ER visit confirmed that diagnosis, but not much else came true.
I chose to ignore the doctors and was actually angry that someone thought they could tell me what to do and predict my future! I mean how dare they !! SO I was hell bent to do everything they said I could not do. And with God's glory, I did just that.
I still get the embarrassed “Can I ask you a question …” (Trust me people, YOU are the one unexpressed..I'M NOT !! Ask away!) But just in case you are shy, here's the answers to the most popular questions …..
Yes I was born with one eye. This is what a cataract looks like. My pupil is white, making the cataract visible because I have an albino retina which reflect light back through the sack that is the cataract.
What's it like to see out of one eye? I do not know, what's it like to see out of two? Asking minds want to know . 🙂 LOL Since I have no point of reference, I see the same thing you do. I can not watch a 3D movie and someone has to watch my golf ball when I tee off, but that is pretty much the only limitations I have.
The gift that God gave me is my eyes. Since the heart can see what the eyes do not, I see people with great love, sometimes tough love. I see the greatness in people that they long ago stopped dreaming about. I see people's hearts.
I am blessed beyond compare for my eyes. For the gift of my uniqueness, I give you honor and praise. I appreciate the star in my eye, the literal diamond sparkle and the special gift of seeing what is not said and what people long ago forgot … their heart's desire. I can see both with my eye and my heart. So if the cost of being blind is a soulful heart. I am thankful in the most tearful and emotional way …. for only having one sighted eye.