This morning I went to Arcadia University, to the library there. I’ve used this location several times; I believe I’ve been here during each Marathon. It’s very close to home – I walked, though it’s a stormy rainy day. Very nice to be out in such dramatic circumstances.
Usually I do the Marathon sessions in the afternoon, but today I felt like morning would suit me better. I set myself up in the Periodicals room. It’s a favorite place, with its large windows and view of a little Peace Garden.
The library was busy, with the students there. The good kind of busy, with a nice hum of subdued background noise – people talking, the copy machine working away, the phone ringing every so often. I felt quite at peace and I got right to work pretty easily.
Today is a meaningful day for me for another reason – one year ago today, I had my first eye surgery to repair my torn retina. In the intervening months I have recovered from that procedure and two cataract surgeries, the cataract being an anticipated complication of my first surgery. I have new glasses and new eyesight now. So today I am reflecting on the importance of time and healing, and gratitude for the restoration of my eyesight.
Here’s today’s work:
And here is today’s chosen poem. Just as it came out of my mind…
A year ago
my eye was frightened and damaged
and undergoing repair
this very day
a year ago. My eye
could not see and it had
happened so quickly
there had been no time to adjust
to not seeing and the fear
of never seeing. One year ago
help was offered and my eye was brave
enough to take it. Now
one year later
my eye is repaired
a small distortion in the middle of vision its battle scar