What I feel

There is a powerful video piece on the NY Times website today. Look up “Notes on Blindness” written by Peter Middleton and James Spinney. It is about a man named John Hull who as an adult has gone from sight to blindness.

For me the power of the story comes from the sounds of life and from the honesty of John Hull. As I frequently heard expressed on the TV show The Wire, I feel him.  It is akin to what I feel when I click “like.” I feel for a piece or a picture posted.

The sounds of the video are often from water. Sometimes from the kitchen, at other moments from the weather, with occasional visits to the ocean. It captured my imagination to watch and hear ocean depths or the rain on trash cans or roof. I closed my eyes, and as John seemed to express,  tried to remember the sight.

John says he is forgetting what his wife or daughter look like. I feel his sadness. I want to hear from him again in a year or two. Sometimes, even now, he makes it sound as if some of his being blind is enriching. It is what I hope for him, but is it possible? My hope or his hope? It is what I feel.

3 thoughts on “What I feel

  1. Carole Webber January 16, 2014 / 9:28 am

    As my own eyesight diminishes slowly I fear it will interfere with my reading. I now have an upgraded prescription and I am trying to adjust to it. I love my Nook because I can enlarge the print as I can do on the computer.
    But the idea of never seeing the ocean or the faces of loved ones is scary to me. Your empathy for Mr. Hull reminds me to start listening to sounds more closely as hearing may be the next to go.

  2. New Hampshire Garden Solutions January 16, 2014 / 7:52 pm

    I had an aunt who, due to a brain tumor, went blind at 22 years old. They removed the tumor successfully but had to sacrifice her sight. As I boy I saw her daily and I was always sad for her for having what I thought was such a rotten life. As I think back though, I realize that she was always laughing. She was actually one of the happiest people I’ve ever met, so I think attitude plays a huge role in life. We can sit in the corner and weep over what was or what might have been, or we can move on.

    • fictionfitz January 17, 2014 / 6:26 am

      How fortunate any of us are to have known someone like your aunt, and to have in the family, even more, in the genes.

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