How can a child who has just received his first pair of contact lenses and can't BELIEVE the difference in his ability to SEE all that this wondrous world has to offer~how BLIND he must have been over these last couple of years and he can't imagine why he didn't realize how poor his eyesight was~how does this SAME child THINK he got his contact in his eyeball, even though there is NO. CHANGE. IN. VISION. WHATSOEVER...and go throughout the entire day notquestioning if he did, in fact, manage to place the lens over his nearsighted orb, only to find out at the end of the day that, "Well, looky there...what is that crusty withered thing sitting on my bathroom counter? Huh. Looks like my brand new contact lens that I put in my eyeball this morning. Course it's all dried out. I guess I'll just throw it away."
I am a loud spirit trying to subdue itself in this body. Sometimes successful, other times, not so much. I am a happy, thriving, religious homemaker, wife and mother. And none of these things are contrary, no matter what the world tells you. :)