I'm growing progressively deaf. It is simply a fact of my life, and beyond turning up the volume on the CD player or TV and fine-tuning my hearing aids, there's not much I can do about it. So I accept it. I would be terrified, I think, if I were to go blind. Not just because of the obvious difficulties it would create, but because of how difficult it is, impossible almost, for me to imagine a world without books.
Books provide guidance, enlightenment, laughter and even tears.
It's one I've most recently added to my list of desert island books. It is a book about life, a textbook of sorts, and the irony being that it's an aged dying teacher who offers with great clarity and wisdom lessons of life. In death are the lessons of life. Morrie is Morrie Schwartz, who was Albom's favorite college professor who died of complications from Lou Gehrig's disease. You can't let anyone or any society determine that for you.