Life had always been so plain. I got to learn to read early only because I skipped learning my colors. I had to learn what traffic lights read only because I can’t see there neon colors.

I am colorblind.

I suppose I still was after that day. But still, it brings just a bit of joy to my life.

I can see the color red. I can now read traffic lights and see the sun rise.

Best of all, red is the color of love.