I was preparing myself for the worst case scenario when I was waiting for my eyes to be cut open on Monday. Of course no surgeries are ever risk-free. Praying for the best, I did. But in those ‘darkest’ minutes, what kept flashing before my eyes were the mental pictures of my children. Their smiles and their smiling eyes. And I keep praying, today, with my eyes wide open – with my 20/20 vision, no contact lenses, no glasses and all – that may my last breath be filled with the very same pictures.
May it be.
Questa è Enida 
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