When we first met...

When we first met, I still desperately wanted to believe, and kept making him promise me that When you get to Heaven he would ask God to give me the strength to believe, and he if at all possible, he would give me a sign, one that I couldnt chalk up to my imagination, so I would know there really was a god. He always promised me he would. We were living in rural Alabama when I was 32 years old. I developed ulcerations on both corneas and when they healed, I was legally blind.

Because of damage from infection that had been done to the tissue that donated corneas would have to adhere to, I couldnt find an eye surgeon who believed that transplanted corneas wouldnt be rejected.