Evening Two

Email and phone have quieted down considerably, so tonight I sit here processing. Many wonderful emails, some just quietly or tenderly supportive, some big "hoorahs", and still others from friends who have shared their own stories of having to sum up the courage to make big changes. Thank you.

This one from a friend and spiritual teacher:

In my heart I sense that your surgery will go quite well and my quiet good wishes go with you.

This human elegance
Like wind
Captured perfectly in stone,
May such lightness be yours
May such confidence blaze.

I spent some time on the internet trying to find other blogs and resources. It's amazing how few there are, though I did find one post from a guy in Washington who was dismayed to find out he couldn't become a surgeon, or a subway operator, or any other of several things that his lack of depth perception made him ineligible for. Me? I've always lamented the fact that my childhood dream to be a jet pilot crashed and burned when I learned of the vision requirements.

Target? What target?