My glasses.  I’ve been possessive of them for eight years or so.  They’re so funky.  They’re so me.  And wonder of wonders, I bought them at Costco!

There’s a “have to” here.  My glasses need to be vibrant, full of colour, unusual.  As I see me.  Often.

Well … the end is near.  This is the last full day for my Costco frames.  What you see in the picture is only one lens: I had an optician remove the left one after last week’s cataract surgery.  The new lens in my eye would have battled with the eyeglass one.  In the last few days, I’ve had fun doing a party trick: sticking my finger through the hole.  Most people laugh.  (I worry about the others.)

Tomorrow, around 2:00 pm CET, I’ll have an artificial lens embedded in my right eye.  And Voilà!  Old glasses bye bye.

My face adornment has accompanied me on many a journey over the last eight years.  Times of ecstasy … times of despair.  The funk has remained through it all.

In four weeks, my ophthalmologist Dr. Kose will know what prescription I’ll need for my new glasses – one for far, one for near.  I’ve already picked out my frames – not as strange but still vivid.

Can’t wait for the clarity and beauty of the future