When people see a movie that was based on a book that they have read, they often like the book better. Is it because certain details were changed or left out of the movie? Maybe. But I think it has more to do with your imagination. As you read, your mind fills in the details of the setting and the characters. What you see in your mind’s eye almost never matches up with what is portrayed on-screen. I guess in that way, vision is better than sight. Or maybe vision is more like “insight.”)
What group of people have more imagination than children? My only child loves playing with others, but if we’re at home together, she has no problem taking out her dolls and playing school, or creating her own “story” with them.
As a part of our homeschool, I have her read to me from selected books on various subjects. I also have her read practical things to me in real-life scenarios. Continue reading
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On July 26, 2011, the unthinkable happened: I became the victim of a hit-and-run accident.
This was the first time I was involved in an accident where I was the driver. After 16 years of driving, it’s hard to believe, but it’s true. And I guess it was bound to happen, even though I wasn’t speeding and I wasn’t distracted. Someone hit my rear driver’s side, damaging it near the gas tank, bumper, and trunk while my daughter and I were on the way to the library, rode up to the red light, and took off after the light turned green. (There were lots of witnesses but the person was not caught.) We weren’t hurt, and the car didn’t look totalled to me. When the car was towed away after the accident, I didn’t know that I’d never drive it again.
I got a little emotional when I was notified and asked to clean out my car’s contents. After all, I’d put well over 150,000 miles on my girl Monica, my Mazda 6 (yes I name my cars!) and she was as dependable as they come. Monica had been my faithful transportive vessel since the fall of ’04. Suddenly, I started seeing Mazda 6s EVERYWHERE. Then when I got a rental, which was picked out for me–a Chevy HRC–I started seeing HRCs all over the place, too (and so did my daughter). And when I bought a new vehicle, a Nissan Murano, lo and behold–Muranos were coming out of the woodwork!
Where did all those cars come from? Did they suddenly just get on the road in the last weeks? Of course not. They were there all along, but I didn’t notice because I wasn’t focused on them. I may have seen them, but I wasn’t paying attention to them.
A few days ago, I had Lasik administered again, but only on my left eye this time. I had actually asked to have the enhancement done in early December, but they wanted my eye to stabilize. Trying to read signs in stores during the holidays, searching for special toys, etc. was a challenge, and driving at night was uncomfortable and disconcerting when it was raining.
I didn’t wake up extra early with worry. I had been walking around with subpar vision for a few months and I was just ready to do it.
It was quite busy and several cars were in the parking lot (totally the opposite of how it usually looks). Many people were in the lobby waiting, probably because there were a few patients ahead of me and each person is supposed to have someone else drive him or her home. (I didn’t this time– but you should.)
Freedom is a wonderful thing.
I have vision. I can see myself being free of so many things. I haven’t seen the freedom completely manifest, but I’m trying to cooperate with God to make it happen…