tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028870256193686642011-04-21T12:46:46.793-07:00Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02326922510648825127noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2602887025619368664.post-36326955819297110662007-01-22T10:37:00.000-08:002007-01-23T20:41:33.938-08:00<div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Sometimes I wonder if I am having a horrific nightmare, that I will wake up have my eyesight back, and will be 28 years old again. That the last past 17 years will have been just has been an awful dream, and my world will be normal again. But realistically I know that is not the case; I was a young, ambitious, beautiful, intelligent, young woman with the world at my fingertips and was at the best time of my life. I had been in a couple of television commercials, and had done some modeling, just purchased a brand new sports car, and I was attending a fashion design school, and I was madly in love. I had found my soul mate, <strong>so I thought</strong>, boy did I get a rood awakening and with a quickness. My little perfect life was totally destroyed, in a blink of an eye.<br /><br />Bloggers, click on tomorrow for the continuation of ‘Blind but Hopeful.<br /><br />Sincerely, </span></div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><div align="left"><br />Alicia Dulaney</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2602887025619368664-3632695581929711066?l=sightlessbuthopeful.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02326922510648825127noreply@blogger.com1