I’ve seen a blind woman, here where I live, with her young teenage daughter. This particular day, they were getting off of a public bus. The mother got off first, into a crowd of people waiting to get on. Before I saw her…I saw her red tipped walking stick. When they got off the bus, I was staring. Her daughter made immediate eye contact with me. I have never felt so shamed by a child’s “look”. I wanted to make my way over to her and explain; my stare was one of admiration! She reminded me of my own daughter, and how she helps me.
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