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Since I was a child, I had lived under the care of my parent without a sight.The love I got was so sweet that I never felt any pain.
I was so loved and cherished; nothing to worry about. With guide from my brothers, I always appear attractive like some one who cares for herself.
Though my eyes were open, people thought I could see; but deep within I had wanted to express myself; I had wanted to explore my world.
I grew up having the faith I would some day see and explore my world.
One day my dad asked me; How do you feel without having a sight?
I told him Dad, I might not see but my vision is intact. Some have sight but have no vision.
I told him Dad, you have always say life is in stages.When the time comes I will regain my sight for now let me enjoy my childhood.
Time flew and the words of my dad flocked me.
After the word I spoken with my dad I had wanted to give up. No friends, just me and the love from my family.
The word I told my dad stroke him. He became muted throughout the day.
Few years later, I was placed for surgery. I never knew what is meant to be operated on. My mum said you are a strong child; keep been strong for me.
Then, I knew I was going to pass another phase of my life. With a smile on my face I paved bye as I walked into the threatre room.
In the hands of the doctors my fate was to be made. But before then I had always say if I will regain my sight again, I will. No fears, no doubt.
My family waited for me to be operated on and later on one of the doctors came out and said; her case is critical but we are trying our best.
Tears filled up the eyes of my mom as she heard the state. While I laid painlessly praying for a miracle.
Indeed miracles happens but mine was a more then a miracle.
Today, I can stand and say I have my sight and I have a vision.
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