I started wondering whether I’d become too much.
That was the thought that kept me up at night. Not that he’d stopped loving me. Something worse than that.
That he still loved me, but I’d turned into a job.
I didn’t want to be his job. I didn’t want to be somebody he was obligated to take care of. I wanted to be the woman he chose. The woman who used to beat him at Scrabble and steal the covers and make him laugh so hard he snorted beer out of his nose at his cousin’s wedding.
I started doing more on my own. I took the bus to the grocery store by myself with my cane. I cooked dinner without asking for help, even when it took me an hour to chop an onion. I stopped asking him to read me my email.
I thought it would help.
It didn’t seem to make any difference at all.
Then, two weeks before the night of the suitcase, something happened that I still can’t describe without crying.
I woke up on a Saturday morning. Ashton was already up. I could hear him making coffee downstairs.
I rolled over in bed toward the window.
And there was a light.
A faint patch of brightness. A soft, fuzzy gray glow. Right where the bedroom window should be.
I lay there and didn’t move. I didn’t breathe.
For two years, it had been nothing. Not black, exactly. Just nothing. Like trying to see out of your elbow.
Now there was something.
I closed my eyes. I opened them.
Still there.
I thought my brain was playing tricks on me. Dr. Morgan had warned me about that. Sometimes people with vision loss see things that aren’t there. Phantom lights. Shapes.
So I didn’t say anything.
But over the next few days, it didn’t go away. The light got easier to find. Then I started seeing shadows. A dark blob moving across the bright blob of the window.
Then shapes. The rectangle of the door. The big dark mass of the dresser.
Then movement. Ashton walking across the kitchen. A blurry dark figure in front of the blurry white refrigerator.
I was so scared to believe it was real that I didn’t tell a single soul.
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