Monday, December 10, 2007

To be Young, Beautiful, and Blind

Anybody that knows me should know that I am a major Donny Hathaway fan. I hate to admit this, but I'm in love with a dead man. Creepy ain't it? LOL Well, I'm in love with the brother's voice. He may be dead, but his beautiful, golden, matchless voice lives forever.

Well, one of my favorite Hathaway songs is "To Be Young, Gifted, and Black". (Is that the real name of the song? **shrug** Is that really one of my favorite Hathaway songs? Ummmm, no. But because of love him so much, all of his songs fall in the catagory of favorite.)

That song popped in my head when I was trying to figure out what to title my post. "To Be Young, Beautiful, and Blind"

It seems there are so many people in our society that have ahard time thinking that I can be both beautiful and blind. I've written about this several times already. But I was prompted, because of an interaction I had in LA, to write about it yet again.

One of the nights I was in LA, my friends decided to go downstairs to have a couple of drinks. (Yes, blind people drink too. LOL) Well, as we were going into the bar area, one of the brothers noticed that I was blind. I heard him tell the brother he was with that I was blind. Well, the brother he was informing about me and my disability stated, and I quote. "But she's so pretty though."


What does that "though" mean. I'll tell you. She's so pretty to be blind.

Now, is there some kind of manual out there that says that you can't be pretty and blind? If so, hip me to it. Then, maybe, and I mean maybe, I will understand.

Well, I guess I will not let people's fascination of my beauty be such a hardship. I guess it could be worse. I guess I could actually fit into whatever this weird stereo type is that people have ignorantly created for the blind.

So, I will settle for being young, beautiful, and blind.

**Can I still call myself young after turning 30?**


Anonymous said...

Honey, youth is a state of mind. Now that I'm working with the children, I'm seeing that more than ever. Some of the kids have old souls -- much older than ours. As far as the "beautiful and blind" situation is concerned, be glad to be beautiful. Trust, it makes one's life much easier if there's some beauty associated with it. Have a good one, and keep up the good work!

Anonymous said...

Ah 30 is the beginning of not being young and that is a good thing. You will see as you get older that you become more of yourself. And on the "Blind, but pretty though" thing-- Hey I get that too--just trade out blind for fat. Don't spend your time trying to re-educate folks. Some are open to it and others ...well ignorance abound.