Friday I realized my Monday morning was open. I was super excited that I could get to my very favorite yoga class until I began to process the complications of getting to this yoga class. Unfortunately from my home - its not on a bus route (it is from my office which is awesome). I began to sort through my options, Steve could drop me off early (he is at a conference all day), I could call a friend to take me/pick me up, I could call a cab to take me and/or pick me up. After sorting through it all, I opted to miss yoga this morning. It became a little too complicated. Sometimes people will ask me what is the hardest part about blindness -- for me it is the little inconveniences such as this. Having experienced for a short time what its like to just hop in the car and go -- I miss it. I realize I always will miss it. Its not major; doesn't get me down. Often for weeks it doesn't really cross my mind and then today I yearn to zip down to yoga then run a few errands before work.
As I write this, I am reminded that my life is SO good. I am content just as it is ... we all have to make changes in our plans each day. Blindness is not unique to that scenario. I now have the opportunity to have a morning being home in my sweats (that just came out of the dryer - they are still warm, ahh).