Lucky to see.

I watched a lady, newly blind learn to walk yesterday. In my misery, I felt my heartbreak and then I imagined her feelings. She was young, guided by an educator and a white stick with the red end to it. The beauty at that moment was palpable like a heartbeat. She was still alive and learning to get outside on her own again. That big of a learning curve although tragic to an optimist must be exciting and for a second I realized just how lucky I am to be of sound body and mind. How did I get so lucky?