The day I was told I had retinitis pigmentosa (RP) the hospital social worker said I would need time to mourn the loss of my sight.
She was right. What she didn’t warn me of was all the things associated with my sight loss that I would come to mourn the loss of.
Four years on and I’m back in mourning….but this isn’t actually a bad thing, not when its also associated with new beginnings.

Here’s to new beginnings π xxx