Day 24 — Given the choice between having to live the rest of my life without my voice, or living the rest of my life without the ability to hear, I would choose…
…to give up hearing.
Being blind would alter my world too completely.
To never hear a sound is unthinkable to me. But to never see a loved one’s face, Analaigh’s goofy grin, or Rose’s tongue in overdrive would be unbearable. I could not, would not, give up climbing. In many ways, it gave me back my life or gave me my first taste of a happy, fulfilled one and losing that would be a tragedy. As my darling Bonnie sings, “I will not be broken” but, please, stay hypothetical.