Chris was not returning my emails. My impatience grew so I marched up to his office to nudge him for a reply. I stood by the doorway about to blurt out my thoughts when I saw his face was inches away from the computer monitor. I walked over and stood next to him. He was scrolling with the mouse as he read each word–the font was enlarged to the maximum size of the 24-inch screen. I knew Chris was legally blind but I had no clue what it was like behind the scenes. He always projected a sense of effortlessness in his interactions with people. Sometimes, I forgot he had a visual impairment.
What Chris Taught me About Gratitude
What Chris Taught me About Gratitude
What Chris Taught me About Gratitude
Chris was not returning my emails. My impatience grew so I marched up to his office to nudge him for a reply. I stood by the doorway about to blurt out my thoughts when I saw his face was inches away from the computer monitor. I walked over and stood next to him. He was scrolling with the mouse as he read each word–the font was enlarged to the maximum size of the 24-inch screen. I knew Chris was legally blind but I had no clue what it was like behind the scenes. He always projected a sense of effortlessness in his interactions with people. Sometimes, I forgot he had a visual impairment.