Today I had to make a quick visit to my doctor's office to get my eye checked out. After a few minutes of examination the he deemed it time for me to remove my eye patch, and so I did. Once again I was welcomed with the wondrous gifts of depth perception and a full 160[sup]o[/sup] field of vision. As I glanced though my left eye once more and looked back on the month that I had been wearing it and how I had somewhat grown used to not being able to see anything left of my nose and having difficulty judging distance. Now however I am filled with a renewed vigor by the fact that I have two functioning eyes. I no longer take my eyesight for granted and shall forever cherish this gift.
Have you ever been in a situation that made you cherish what you once had (or recovered)? If so what happened and how did it change you? Do you still cherish it?
Have you ever been in a situation that made you cherish what you once had (or recovered)? If so what happened and how did it change you? Do you still cherish it?