For the past few years, each day was spent in the company of greats. Each day they helped me see, directed my way without protest and assisted in my constant need for learning.
My glasses... or “gases” as someone often called them. When I had first gotten this pair no one noticed the change to my exterior and I didn’t mind. They went everywhere with me... sorry my humorous eulogy skills haven’t quite kicked in yet.
I remember them all fogged up as I persevered to concur that ski mountain. I remember the countless heroines they brought to life for me. i remember how often I managed to fall asleep with them on and feeling safe and protected like: nothing bad can touch me now. As soon as I adjusted them to the bridge of my nose I was transported to a world unknown, one that was made of dark & light, good & bad, yin & yang.
We take the little things for granted... to you they might have just been specs, but to me they were the window frames to my soul.
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