As I age, my eyesight is deteriorating.
My lupus medication is hard on eyes, so I can be a bit paranoid about the whole thing.
But, today I can see, and for that I am truly grateful.
I need my reading glasses for almost everything: reading, cooking, shopping, cleaning. I can't even do a decent job of washing dishes without my reading glasses.
Sometimes I just wear my reading glasses all day. Since they blur my distance vision, I find myself walking up and down hallways and stairs with my hand held up 18 inches from my face, as a focus point. This is something I can do, and it works fine, and I can function, and I can see, well enough.
It's strange how much more thankful I am to be able to see, now that my sight is no longer what it used to be. Or perhaps it isn't strange. Perhaps it only illustrates that we don't always appreciate things fully, until we are at risk of losing them.
With decreasing visual acuity, I also appreciate light more than ever. (I've been glad on more than one occasion that we installed white counters and a white backsplash in our kitchen work areas.)
The sun, of course, is the ultimate source of light.
Since moving to the midwest, I have gloried in the frequent presence of sunshine in my days. I never tire of it. We do get a cloudy day, now and then, and it is nice to stay inside and do quiet things while the clouds temporarily muffle the brightness of the sun. Clouds never last too long here, and it is an absolute wonder and a balm to my soul.
I am thankful that I can see.
I am thankful for light.
I am thankful for the sun.