Changes. Transitions. From the moment of conception until our last breath when we make that final transition we are changing. We evolve and then we devolve. We crawl as babies because we can’t walk and I promise you I’ve taken care of enough of the elderly to say with the utmost confidence many of us will crawl again.
So here I am transitioning. I lost sight in my right eye December 3, 2020. The story is irrelevant. The loss was instantaneous and the pain can not be adequately by the author. Will it return? Don’t know. But this is where I am. There is nothing I can do to affect the outcome. I pray. Not just now or not because of this. I pray because I’m blessed. I pray to give thanks and I never ask for anything for myself. But now I do. I don’t, however, pray for healing. When my father was diagnosed with Parkinson’s at 56 his response was “everybody’s got something”. So that’s what i pray for. I pray for the strength of character and fortitude to deal with my “something” with the grace and dignity and poise that my father dealt with his. That is an extremely high bar.
deepthinker52 
I am so sorry to read this. I just went through a similar scare in October. My annual eye exam showed blood vessels bursting. Dr. said I needed to get my sugars under control. I am trying but not perfect. I had Shingles on my face this past March. I wonder if that affected my sight at all. The whole thing sort of scares me but I continue to pray about this situation. Hugs
Praying for you Cuz. You are one of the strongest men that I know. Iām here if you need me.šš¼
Darling, over the years you have demonstrated strength in faith, character, compassion, stamina and integrity. Whatever the end result, you stand strong because you will be on the shoulders of all those that love you lifting you up in prayer. I love you………Ain