Treasure Your Flaws, Sometimes They Are Your Greatest Gifts

At the age of 3 (or was it 4?) I had the good fortune to be hit in the eye with a stick – causing almost total blindness in my left eye.

Now, I’m sure my family felt that it was a tragic accident and a terrible thing to happen to such a small child. My brother, who was holding the stick, probably didn’t see the “good fortune” in it either, but that’s another story.

At the time, all I remember is many visits to the doctor. These visits were invariably associated with eye drops followed by the ever- present eye patch. I’m not sure how long this healing process took, but I do remember being told that ” as soon as the blood behind the eye is absorbed, vision will be restored”. As it turns out, the doctors were wrong, the vision never was restored, except thankfully for some peripheral sight.