Sometimes I ask Alexa a question and her blue and white lights start rotating with a long delay before she answers, if she does at all. What I picture is her head spinning on top of the device as if it were on a record player. At least she hasn’t…
Category: Life
Reading (Sister) Rainbow: The Heir Apparent
Sister Rain’s Note: The stories I write share the things that make up big parts of my life: Piper, travel, vision loss, US history, my marriage. Recently finishing a book that I really enjoyed, I realized reading should be added to this list. And that I have a platform for…
The Death Of Efficiency
The line on my iPad shows the progress of the latest iOS software update. I, however, consider it a flatline. No, my iPad has not died . . . but my efficiency has. These updates are always touted as improvement, and yet all these advancements seemingly move us in the…
Open House
You have to open up and let people in. Otherwise, you are the empty house with beautiful rooms filled with interesting things. — Sister Rain Sister Rain’s Note: The photos that accompany this story were taken by my friend (and mother-in-law’s cousin), Cindy. She both interior designed and decorated…
Unfindable Unmentionables
Why, in 2026, when the ability to purchase anything and everything is at your fingertips, is it easier to find a large item that meets your criteria – such as a refrigerator or furniture – than it is to find new underwear and socks? #SisterRain #ALittleSightALotOfHeart #LegallyBlindWriter #HumanInterest #Life…
Our Marriage Is Reeling
One of the things my husband and I do together just about every day is share social media posts that the other will enjoy. We both follow hundreds of accounts. Mister Rain is on Twitter, but he doesn’t post, he uses it for news and sports information. I am on…
Mister Rain On Deck
Although my husband and I are together much of he time, both of us are usually quite busy. It is extremely rare that either of us witnesses the other in a private moment. During a trip in the Seattle area, I came out from the bedroom of our rental home…
If The Bed Moves Any More, It Will Be Out The Door
Our bed moves. Not in a ghostly way, it’s not levitating several feet off the ground. Nor are my husband and I engaging in romantic gymnastics, those days are over before they began. Our bed simply slides on the wood floor and before we know it, it has moved inch…
Tower Of Love
It had been two months since Santa was here There were no more gifts yet to buy So imagine the shock my husband felt Did he let out a curse or a sigh? For when he’d left home a few hours before The porch held only trash that was canned…
Make Bacon Great Again
“If every diner I go to cannot make bacon crispy when I order EXTRA crispy, how are we ever going to right all the wrongs?” —— Sister Rain #sisterrain #alittlesightalotofheart #legallyblindwriter #humaninterest #life #lifeisgood #lifestories #storytelling