I always find it difficult to explain to others what it is
that I see. It is even more difficult when I say that I see differently at
different times and in different circumstances. I see less in dimly lit places.
For instance, candle lit restaurants and bars are like blackened caverns and my
sight zooms to zero. On the other hand, bright artificial overhead lights,
mirrored walls, shiny marble or tiled floor surfaces can also cause me to
squint. I am glad that spring is finally on the way and that I no longer have
to contend with the glare of the sun on the snow. I know that I see better when
there is a contrast between green grass and bare asphalt.
I see less when I am tired. I see more when I am in familiar
surroundings. I think that my memory kicks in and tells me what I should be
seeing. I see more when a guide by my side tells me what I am looking at.
Somehow, my brain then fills in some of the details.
Probably this reflection comes in April because it was in
April 1986 that my sight changed. I have learned much about blindness and sight
over these past twenty-eight years.
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