This post is in conjunction with the Blog-A-Licious Blog Tour a fantastic blog hop that brings together bloggers of all genres, backgrounds and locations. I am honored to be a part of it and ecstatic about the company I am keeping on this tour (there are 30 of us!!). In today's hop, the blog featured before me is the inspirational Everyday Gyaan. The blog featured after me is the artistic Totsymae. Do stop by and say hello to these two bloggers and take the tour - some of us are even having giveaways and contests! Happy reading!
Blog-A-Licious Blog Tour
Apocalypse of mine
Without the tales of wonder, horror, fantasy
Or even truthful knowledge for me to gain
Reader is how I once defined myself
Learner is how I carried myself
Drained, now, of the source of my bliss
Whispers of a memory
Is all I have left of the
Touch of the pages, the cover, the dog ears
Held once in these hands before these eyes
Opened wide to embrace your
But before you leave me forever
Our time may not be through
One hope, one beacon, one healer found me
Kismet that he should do so today
Stopping me from embracing with any finality the world without books I have lived in.
On June 10, 2009 I was diagnosed with a rare disease known as Idiopoathic Intracranial Hypertension. Among other things, the disease has greatly affected my vision causing this once voracious reader to be unable to read anything off of the printed page. While technology and audiobooks have helped me maintain sanity in the absence of my life-long friends, my soul has ached for the touch and feel and experience of a book once again.
This week, as I confirmed my attendance in this blog tour writing about this topic (that hit awfully close to home), I had what I believed was going to be a routine trip (of the countless I have had over the last two years) to my eye doctor. When I gave him my update, regaling, once again, my tale of woe with the printed and written word, he said we might have a solution. Time will tell, but I didn't realize until he said it, how I had given up that which I held so dear to my heart. When it came time to tell my husband, I couldn't stop crying. Ladies and gentlemen, I may be freed from this dystopia - I may have been granted access to the portal sending me out of this WORLD WITHOUT BOOKS!
Thank you, Dora for the beautiful timing of this tour as it has given me the perfect space in which to express my very new and unexpected emotions!