The day she was admitted, she became known for her expression of a deer caught in headlights.
She was suffering from a neuromuscular disorder where her body was no longer being controlled by her brain. The heartbreak was her complete awareness of that, and her understanding that she can’t do anything about it.
I saw fear in her eyes, a fear of the days to come as her disease progressed. I always related fear with the unknown, until I saw her with fear of the known. She was afraid, she was aware, and she looked like a deer caught in headlights.
To some, their eyes are windows to their souls; you can see in their eyes your own destiny.
Others have eyes which remind us of windows with shades; limitations of their bodies with their fears blind them from living in the present moment.
I knew it then as I know it now. That was an observation; no words only expression and remembrance.