When I first lost my sight I was more fearless than I am now. I have only fallen once as a result of my lack of vision but that one instance certainly made an impact.
I am never concerned about what I look like when I am out and about. I have my cane or my trekking poles, I am probably moving slowly, my gait different than most people’s, a definite change from how I used to walk. The ONLY thing I care about when I am outside my home is not falling and hurting myself. And so when faced with whether or not I should attempt something, I immedtely evaluate the chance of an injury. What once was worth it no longer is.
I have been wondering lately how to weigh that risk with the desire to experience as much of life as I can. I want to explore and go on adventures but that does not mean there are some things I simply will not do. Nothing big, like climbing down rocks on the coast of Maine (um, no), but small endeavors like walking a wet, slippery path to the base of a waterfall (I went 3/4 of the way).
It is a balance I am constantly trying to find. When I think about the things I have opted not to do, I don’t regret them. I do push myself, completing many difficult activities. But it has turned out that the greatest challenge is the decision to proceed with caution or just say whoa.
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