Tag: Perspective

Smells Like Toast

Will’s Eye Hospital
I was filled with worry as I got off the subway and began walking toward Will’s Eye Hospital. I’d been dealing with double vision for fifteen years, and it just kept getting worse. The effort of trying to keep two images merged into one required so much mental energy. I was always exhausted. Normal everyday things had become such a challenge, like reading signs with lots of words, such as fast food menus and plane and train schedules: I’d end up covering one eye to keep the words from swimming...

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Temporarily Pink

Our old neighborhood sat at the base of a mountain in the Chugach foothills in Anchorage, Alaska. It was a beautiful place to live, with stunning views of mountains and sky and forest. The houses were a mix of one and two-story homes, most of which were painted or stained rich, natural colors. Although we did not have a homeowner’s association dictating these colors, some of our neighbors expressed strong opinions as to what hues were appropriately robust for dwellings in the “Last Frontier.”...

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The No Make-Up Day

I had a birthday recently—my 56th. Not a milestone. No zero in it. Not at all traumatic—even though I am now officially closer to 60 than 50.   All-in-all, it was a fine birthday. Celebrating another year of my life reminded me of something kind of funny that happened to me a few months ago . . . It was a rainy day. Shopping was on my agenda—the kind of shopping that would have me in and out of the car all day. I got up, got dressed, styled my hair then got sidetracked by little tasks around the...

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