Once every three years, or thereabouts, I buy new glasses. Glasses are expensive. What? you ask. Didn't I just see a Standard Optical commercial touting 2 pairs of glasses for $95? Yes, you did, but those glasses are for recreational glasses wearers. People who take them off whenever they feel like it or use them only to read. Girls with eyes blind to the power of 7 don't get cheapie deals like that...oh no! We pay through the nose or with our life's blood for glasses because the stupid optometrist knows we can't live without them. Grrr. Anyhoo, forgive the rant...moving on! My old lenses were badly scratched. I had them coated with anti-reflective junk and the stuff was peeling off and/or wearing out rather marvelously. The process, however, didn't occur overnight and so I didn't really notice how bad things were. Sure I was starting to get headaches from concentrating so much just to see, but it wasn't that bad. Then, Grant and I were wrestling and he kicked my glasses, just a glancing blow but enough to bend one of the stems. We jerry-rigged it fixed, but knew it wouldn't last. At this point I finally began contemplating the big purchase. Then, Merritt head-butted me when I was tickling him (there's a lot of violence going on in our house) and the bent stem snapped. I called Chad to pick up some duct tape on his way home and once again everything was patched and functioning. My headaches became more persistent though, because now my glasses were not only scratched and messed up, but they wobbled on my face. I made the decision, new glasses were a must. As soon as I decided on that one thing, I all of a sudden noticed that my current pair of lenses were TERRIBLE! It was like looking throu
gh a perpetual fog. How had things come to this point without my notice? I was seriously impaired and barely aware of it. Sure, I knew that the lenses were scratched, but they were bad! When I went to Costco (lovely, inexpensive glasses heaven) to pick up my new pair of glasses, I had the weirdest experience. My vision was so clear, so crystal, that for about 30 seconds, I couldn't see a thing. My eyes and brain had to reset themselves from working incredibly hard to see, to just hanging out and enjoying the view. That gave me serious food for thought. How easy it is to go through life and think that everything is fine, to believe that you are "seeing" things as they really are, and yet you are blind. Then, life hands you an experience that clears your view and you see things honestly and openly for the first time in a long time, maybe ever. It's a paradigm shift, a reality check, a change of heart. I have been blind in my life, and not just in the fact that my eyes don't really work, and I know the difference between the fog and the light. I pray I can always hold to the things that help me to truly see.
Once every three years, or thereabouts, I buy new glasses. Glasses are expensive. What? you ask. Didn't I just see a Standard Optical commercial touting 2 pairs of glasses for $95? Yes, you did, but those glasses are for recreational glasses wearers. People who take them off whenever they feel like it or use them only to read. Girls with eyes blind to the power of 7 don't get cheapie deals like that...oh no! We pay through the nose or with our life's blood for glasses because the stupid optometrist knows we can't live without them. Grrr. Anyhoo, forgive the rant...moving on! My old lenses were badly scratched. I had them coated with anti-reflective junk and the stuff was peeling off and/or wearing out rather marvelously. The process, however, didn't occur overnight and so I didn't really notice how bad things were. Sure I was starting to get headaches from concentrating so much just to see, but it wasn't that bad. Then, Grant and I were wrestling and he kicked my glasses, just a glancing blow but enough to bend one of the stems. We jerry-rigged it fixed, but knew it wouldn't last. At this point I finally began contemplating the big purchase. Then, Merritt head-butted me when I was tickling him (there's a lot of violence going on in our house) and the bent stem snapped. I called Chad to pick up some duct tape on his way home and once again everything was patched and functioning. My headaches became more persistent though, because now my glasses were not only scratched and messed up, but they wobbled on my face. I made the decision, new glasses were a must. As soon as I decided on that one thing, I all of a sudden noticed that my current pair of lenses were TERRIBLE! It was like looking throu
gh a perpetual fog. How had things come to this point without my notice? I was seriously impaired and barely aware of it. Sure, I knew that the lenses were scratched, but they were bad! When I went to Costco (lovely, inexpensive glasses heaven) to pick up my new pair of glasses, I had the weirdest experience. My vision was so clear, so crystal, that for about 30 seconds, I couldn't see a thing. My eyes and brain had to reset themselves from working incredibly hard to see, to just hanging out and enjoying the view. That gave me serious food for thought. How easy it is to go through life and think that everything is fine, to believe that you are "seeing" things as they really are, and yet you are blind. Then, life hands you an experience that clears your view and you see things honestly and openly for the first time in a long time, maybe ever. It's a paradigm shift, a reality check, a change of heart. I have been blind in my life, and not just in the fact that my eyes don't really work, and I know the difference between the fog and the light. I pray I can always hold to the things that help me to truly see.
2 comments :
At first GLANCE the two pictures LOOKED identical, but after a few up and down VIEWS I could SEE CLEARLY the differences between the two!! Congrats on a new set of EYES!!!
very cool. you are so good and really "looking" into life!
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