Blind as a Bat

In the recent months, I've been spending a lot of time conversing with people that I have known all my life, but didn't really hang out with before now. Thanks to my family reunion, I've developed relationships that I truly cherish and hope to further develop over time.

While hanging with my family, I've noticed how often people use "blind" references to make their point about various things. And interestingly enough, they make these references directly to me when conversing to me, and they say these things while in my presence. Now, here's the thing... I'm not offended by their references, but I do notice them. And for the record, I don’t think they are being mean or malicious. I simply think that they are not used to being around someone that is actually blind.

I know you may be wondering at this point, what is a "blind reference. Here are a few examples and my silent responses to their remarks.

"If I don't have my glasses on, I'm blind as a bat."
Really how blind is a bat? Blinder than me? LOL

"Even Stevie Wonder can see that."
Why are you picking on Stevie? LOL Stevie is likely more capable of "seeing" than you. Seeing has very little to do with the eyes if you ask me.

"Those two are like the blind leading the blind."
Who said that the blind can't lead the blind? Ask a few blind people about that. LOL It is common for the blind to lead the blind. LOL

"Looks like Ray Charles picked out her clothes this morning."
I don't know about Ray Charles, but I pick out my clothes in the morning just fine. Have you seen me lately?

"I can't see a thing."
I'm the one that can't see a thing! LOL

Again, I'm not offended. My skin is thicker than that. However, I do notice when people make references to the blind. And with that being said I feel that people need to consider what they say before they say it.

And what’s really interesting is that these people really have no clue what it means to be blind as a bat or blind as Angela.

Considering the Comfort of the Cactus **Random Thought**

Have we assumed that just because the cactus can withstand the rays of the sun, the cactus never grows weary of the heat?
Have we assumed that the needles in the cactus flesh aren’t painful for the cactus itself?
Have we assumed that the cactus is so strong, just because it never leans or looks droopy?
Have we assumed that the cactus is not thirsty, just because it can live off of very little water?
Perhaps we should ask the cactus how it really feels.
Better yet... Perhaps someone should ask me how I really feel.