Sister Rain’s Note:
I will preface this post by saying that I do not condone any deplorable behavior the actor who played the character I am about to reference may have conducted against women.
I love Mr. Big from “Sex and the City.” I was upset when he died in season 2 of “And Just Like That.” It shook me up, not just the death but having to experience it in its entirety. No fade to black. He could be my husband and it was very hard to watch.
One of my favorite lines from the original series is spoken by Mr. Big in the final episode, “An American Girl In Paris.”
“It took me a really long time to get here. But I’m here.”
As I shared with you in the story, “I’m A Writer, Not A Rapper”, I had temporary tattoos made of the Sister Rain logo. They come on a big sheet so every time I want to apply fake ink I have to stop to cut it out. I decided to take the time one day to separate them all at once, but first, where to put them once they were in individual form? I thought of my business card holder of a career gone by, taking it out of the office supply cart under the desk. I was surprised to find that a few of my old business cards were in there, as well as a card from the JW Marriott Orlando, Grande Lakes, the site of my last event as a corporate meeting manager. It was poetic, to remove those cards, replacing them with 50 blue eyes with a pen nib in their middle. I have struggled since the loss of my sight to find a purpose to take the place of a profession I loved, to pursue something relating to losing my sight. I started Sister Rain as a hobby two years before waking up blind, it has been with me through all of it. It was there the whole time, my purpose. I just couldn’t see it.
It took me a really long time to get here. But I’m here.
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