Was blind but now I see…

My vision severely impaired by an Ocular Stroke,
The world became a scary place.
A collection of shadowy blobs.
No clear-cut shapes.
No distinct identity.
No specific meaning.
Everything running together,
Stitched with colors that have no names.

The simple visual cues were gone.
I could no longer make sense of my surroundings.
Leaving the house created paralyzing fear.
Everyday activities often meant war.

Unable to assign labels
I struggled to describe what I saw.
My capacity to attach meaning slipped away.
With it went my ability to process the world.

I was embarrassed.
I was afraid.
Confusion the norm,
Isolation gave me some control.
Hopelessness crept in as I fell into a pool of defeat.
I labelled the darkness punishment…
My Spirit struggled to keep me afloat.

After months of fearing I’d never see again,
As depression began to swallow me whole,
Surgery repaired my vision.
The blobs were gone.
And just like that I could see.

Life, for me, seems to work out…
God provides options.
His miracles never end.
While the year was devastating,
It was a blessing in disguise.

Months of darkness compelled me to peel back layers of anger and doubt…
Conquer multiple obstacles each day.
Master challenges long ago abandoned.
Resolve old fears.
Harness a strength within.

The struggle for sight brought true independence…
Renewed the hope that fuels my life.
The journey opened my heart.
The battle bolstered my faith.
In the darkest of moments God showed me His Light.
In losing my vision I learned how to see.