Month: June 2014
When I was about 11 years old, my mom took me to see a play. I can’t remember exactly what show it was – probably because, at the time, I couldn’t see it very well. As we were driving home from the performance, my mom rattled off her favorite parts of the performance and engaged me in conversation. It was then that we both realized I needed prescription glasses. The show had, literally, been a blur for me.
My first pair of glasses were pure ugly. My dad convinced me to pick oversized tortoise frames and lenses with a brown gradient tint. Looking back, it was no coincidence that boys wouldn’t look at me twice. But seriously, even though they weren’t the best looking glasses, they completely changed my life. For the first time in years, I could see. I mean really see. My hazy window to the world was suddenly crystal clear and I started to truly blossom.