I started seeing a therapist a few months into my vision loss, when no one knew if my full sight would be restored. I had made a visit to my primary care physician a few weeks after my sudden blindness, and she gently made the suggestion that I might want…
I am relatively fearless which has served me well. I am, however, scared of mannequins. Now I am not talking about the bald, faceless fiberglass and plastic models you would find in department stores (remember them?) wearing clothes and accessories perfectly. I am specifically referring to the life-sized figures found…
For over 30 years of my life, summer meant one thing: the beach. That all came to an end when my mom died in 2012 of stage 4 gall bladder cancer. F CANCER. Sure, I could have continued to go without her, but then I lost my sight five months…
Despite loving to visit many different places, I have doubted that I could move from the area that I have called home my entire life. Others do it and I admire them for it. While on a whale watch in Maine, as we passed one of many islands, the narrator…
A few years ago, my husband purchased a new suit in preparation for the upcoming wedding of a dear friend’s daughter. He is not a man who has had to wear a suit often, these days, who is? He has only ever had one at a time. Last week as…
I am a woman of a certain age so sleep is no longer my friend. Correction, I love sleep, always have, but it is now unrequited. I often wake up at 4 or 5 am, after an hour fully alert, I fall back only to end up dreaming some craziness…
When we are very young, we cling to our parents. Once we have entered double digits, it does not take long before the battle for independence begins. By our teenage years, this fight makes the Revolutinary War seem like a discussion with your spouse about what to binge next (although…
Most of what I write about here has already occurred, a trip or an experience I have had, and, therefore, photographs have been taken organically. When an image is needed, I will figure out what that is, often asking my husband for assistance as documented in the story, “From Hubby…
There is a small photo in our home office of my husband and me taken a few months after we started dating. While we were both in that room recently, I picked up the framed image, showing it to Mister Rain. “Who are these two kids?,” I asked. He laughed….
