talesoftherin:

delladilly:

thatdeafchick:

goldenheartedrose:

[image description: a sketch in pink tones of Toph and Katara from Avatar: The Last Airbender.  Toph is holding a sleeping infant in her arms.]

theredladyelebuu:

goldenheartedrose:

margaretmead:

 It just hit me, Toph has never seen her daughter. 

NO. Just fucking NO.

Just because she didn’t see her the way I presume you would see your child, doesn’t mean Toph didn’t immediately and completely know how perfectly beautiful and wonderful Lin was from the first moment she first touched her face and first heard her cry. She raised her, fed her, cleaned her, dressed her, taught her to speak and eat and made her laugh. She knew every goddamn thing about her child, just like every other blind/sight impaired parent knows everything about their child.

She knew exactly how tall she was, how she walked, how much space there was between her eyes, how soft and silky her hair was. She knew Lin’s favorite outfit, and dressed her in it on her birthdays, and she knew all of the ticklish spots on Lin’s body and took advantage of that frequently.

She saw her daughter’s first steps with her own two feet. With those same two feet she saw her daughter chasing a flying boar through the gardens of the Bei-Fong estate for the first time. Those feet, which made Toph the youngest and most legendary earth bending Master, saw her daughter climbing a group of boulders, and warned her when Lin lost her grip and started to fall.

So don’t you ever say that Toph never SAW her daughter. She saw her every day of her life.

Yes, finally someone on my dash takes this post apart.  I refused to reblog it with all the “aww, how sad” and “omg, I’m crying” gifs, because THIS, THIS, THIS.

ALSO just so i can be a neurology dork, vision has been proven to be in the brain, not the eyes. the blind, especially the congenitally blind or those blinded very young, “see” with all their other senses; it performs the same function with the same level of intimacy that eyesight does. 

there was even an experiment conducted in which sensory nodes were affixed to the lower backs of a group of blind people and a group of eyesighted people. the blind participants adapted quickly to the barrage of input to the electrodes, effectively turning it into an “eye”. the congenitally sighted participants took much longer to adjust to receiving sensory data from the electrodes, and never fully adapted for using it—the input was as arbitrary and senseless as eye input is for patients whose eye blindness was “corrected” with surgery later on in life.

And that is some pretty awesome information there.  <3

GAHHHH so fucking perfect commentary!

and i love the picture because she doesnt need anyone to tell her that her child is beautiful, because she already knows, just like any other parent knows.

and so relevant!

as a deaf individual i always get, oh but youll never hear your children say ‘i love you’. you will never know the sound of their laughter, etc. there are so many other ways know your child. hearing someone say ‘i love you’ is no more powerful than seeing them sign it, or seeing their eyes light up in your presence, or feeling their hug. 

everyone defines beauty differently. there is no one way for something to be beautiful. 

reblogging for commentary

Reblogged this picture earlier, now reblogging for commentary.

Reblog for both touching picture and great commentary. 

(Source: peekabooga)