Lost and Found
I’ve worn glasses since–as my mother actually told me at my eye appointment today–I was four years old. They had me checked when it’s recommended to have your child’s eyes checked, and it turned out that I had really, really bad vision. I have vague memories of getting those glasses, and it was wonderful. I could see the individual leaves on trees! They really existed! I was about eight when I got bifocals, but I believe this story takes place before that.
I somehow managed to lose my glasses. Yes, this is the only time that has ever happened in my life, because as I mentioned above, my vision is really bad. It’s hard to lose something that is pretty much the only thing that makes you capable of accomplishing anything. Nevertheless, I did it somehow.
Thankfully, I didn’t lose them for, as the question suggests, months or years. I think I must have only lost them for a few days, or I would have gotten new ones. I probably wore a previous pair so I could see somewhat. (I was getting new glasses every six months at that point, so my older glasses weren’t too old.) But the older pair were obviously not my current prescription, so it was very frustrating! I couldn’t see as well as I was used to, and my favorite pastime of reading was rather more difficult.
One day my sister and I were playing in our room and I was probably having a hard time playing, because I couldn’t see the dolls all that well. My sister decided that she would cheer me up and told me that she would do some magic. She would reach into a dollhouse and pull out an ice cream cone for me. She reached in…
And what did she pull out but my glasses!
It might not have been an ice cream cone, but it cheered me up much more than anything else could.
Ouch… losing something vital like that would be a pretty unsettling experience.