My little red tether is my anchor in running with my friends. A beautiful guide dog has been my tether/anchor in mobility and independence for 17 years: 1. Pantera 2. Cricket, and now my beautiful 3. Georgina (Georgie). A life of family and friends is my joy and anchor in life.

The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. CC Scott

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Blessings.Burden. Brillance.

As we left the Moran Eye Center, I told Steve isn't it interesting that after 28 years, the visit to the opthalmologist still can feel a little/at times a lot burdensome inspite of the brillance and blessings in my life.   For me personally, it often is a time of mixed emotions.  As mentioned earlier, I had wondered and hoped that the extra cloudy/blurry vision in my 3 degrees (about the size of a nickel) of vision was due to cataracts or macula edema (two secondary issues that can be treated.)  Confirmed not the case today. The cataracts are there but not necessary with the RP to be removed yet. After testing it was confirmed that the vision issues were degeneration from retinitis pigmentosa, and I was encouraged to use eye drops before and after our bike rides for the dry eye.   Amongst the discussion of RP degeneration, there was also talk about places explored, careers, and other adventures with the Dr. and friends at the Moran Eye Center.  I spent 7-8 years of my career there, and some of these dear people followed  my children growing up.  I have sat on the other side in supporting patients who have been in this chair.   Later as I walked to the mailbox at my office, such a sweet surprise from  dear friends was waiting.  Amazing.  I was touched by the kindness, the generosity, the warmth, the love of someone across the world who I feel so connected to.  At that moment another woman in Australia understood so deeply what my world looked and felt like.  Truly a sweet moment of beauty in the world.  She graciously sent a hat for me, a hat for Steve (modeled by Cricket), and an adorable kangaroo with his cricket attire and a kind note that a colleague read to me!  Very special and such a blessing in my life.  Thank you dear friend .
Another colleague took a quick photo in the breakroom, and we treasured the moment.  I loved this dear friend/colleagues joy in my receiving this package.  Such a great example of a dear friend celebrating both my joyful and burdensome moments.  My life as each of yours is rich with brillance, blessings and burdens.  I am grateful for this day that I found myself savoring that foggy three degrees of vision just a little bit more.  A client asked me later in the day -- now what does Cricket do?  I explained some of her highlights.   He acknowledged - wow, she is a blessing to you.  Yes, a brillant blessing indeed.   I recognized again, that those burdens are also a blessing.  The power of the stretch is living. 

5 comments:

Erin said...

And you are a brilliant blessing to all of us Becky!

Grandma & Grandpa said...

Oh, Becky, I don't know what to say to let you know how sorry we are that the fogginess isn't something that can be fixed! Your wonderful attitude and gratitude for what you have is such an example to all of us!

Myrna R. said...

Becky, haven't been able to keep up with your posts but today I went back and read them though I didn't comment. My favorite was the one at the labyrinth. I have loved labyrinths for some time now. Wish I could visit some. As always, I send you my prayers and support as you experience set backs with your sight. My mother (Altzheimer's) is also struggling and almost blind now from glaucoma and a strange hypersensitivity to light. I wish we all had your positive spirit as we confront our life challenges. Blessings to you.

Karen said...

Such an unbelieveable blessing in my life. thank you dear daaugher. How I prayed that something could be done to help clear the little vision you have. Please feel my arms around you from way too far away.

Mom

3 labs 4 me said...

You are amazing my dear friend. The way you deal with disappointments in your life inspires me to look for the brillance in my own disappointments. You are truly a blessing to me.