The following day, which corresponds to today, I surrendered to the reality of my plight. I don’t recall being frightened.
Was that submission an act of bravery, practicality or foolhardiness?
That’s how come I am able to celebrate both my eyesight and my life this Labor Day weekend! And, be able to write this unfolding memoir of mine, Hot Pants, Motorcycles And K Street, at long last.
“Only those who can see the invisible will dare to reach for the impossible.”
And so far I have not been disappointed. Besides what else do I have?