One of my favorite things about my job is meeting people much different than me, and learning from them.
I worked on a story today about visually impaired high-schoolers.
They were, as you might expect, a real inspiration. Without my own sight, I would not be able to enjoy the abundance of opportunities that I take for granted nearly every single day.
These students typed braille faster than I can type on my keyboard.
They are musicians, sports fans and writers.
They are thoughtful and accepting of their circumstances, far more filled with grace than I am.
One student played an original piano composition for us, then articulated the meaning of the different movements in the piece. He's composed music without ever viewing a single note. And he played it perfectly, without any sign of hesitation.
I was with the students for a couple hours, witnessing how they moved in the hallways and their classroom, aided only by their walking stick and sense of place. And how they joked with each other, dealing with their disability in a positive way.
Today, I was blessed to have been introduced to these kids.
And humbled knowing my personal roadblocks in life are so small in comparison.
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