More than a decade a go, I almost went blind. I was wearing contact lenses at the beach and either grit from the sand or a batch of bad lenses abraded my eyes.
The doctor freaked out, and my brand new girlfriend, Heather, was forced to put goopy antibiotic into my eyes twice a day. I had to keep my eyes bandaged for several days.
I didn't tell anyone, because it was hard enough being terrified of going blind without having to manage the worry of my parents or kids.
Fortunately, within a few days the doctor gave me the ok, and I was able to squint in darkened rooms. I remember thinking how much of a difference just a little bit of vision made in navigating the world. And fortunately, my sight was completely restored. (Though I'm still not wearing contacts.)
Recently I was invited to tell stories for a White Cane Awareness Day event in the Garden City Plaza.
Organized by a number of government and non-profits that support the visually impaired and blind, it was an inspiring event.
I took on the challenge of creating a story for them that would work for both blind and seeing people.
This story is the result. I didn't end up performing the whole piece - it's just too long for a crowd on folding chairs in the middle of an outdoor shopping mall.
But I hope you'll enjoy it.