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Love Means Never Having To Say, Well, Anything

Posted on November 20, 2015 By Sister Rain

If you could ask your feather or fur baby one question that they would be able to answer, what would it be? I asked a friend what she would ask her dog and she said, Do you have any idea how much I love you? Our neighbor wonders if animals…

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Sexiest Fibber Alive

Posted on November 19, 2015 By Sister Rain

Does every visually-challenged woman’s husbandtell her he is in People’s Sexiest Man Alive issue or is it just me? 

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That Was Then, This Is Now

Posted on November 18, 2015 By Sister Rain

My past haunts me in that I miss my old life before my vision loss so much that sometimes it physically aches when it comes rushing back, filling every crevice of my mind. The irony is not lost on me that these memories are in full color and crystal clear….

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Fantasyland Breakfast

Posted on November 17, 2015 By Sister Rain

If yogurt tasted like ice cream,as I have expected it to every morningfor the last 25 years, I wouldn’t want to feed it to my unicorn.

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Working THROUGH The Weekend

Posted on November 16, 2015 By Sister Rain

Back in the day, when I was young and a little wild, I would drag myself into work on Monday  morning. Copious amounts of coffee were consumed and conversations at the coffee urn were polite,  subdued and quick. It was “too soon” to herald the old, marrieds with my youthful, single escapades….

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Day 6

Posted on November 13, 2015 By Sister Rain

Today is my sixth day home. I have not been out of the house since Saturday night. My captor:  My vision loss My rescuer:  Me And that, my friends is the meaning of life. 

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If I Knew Now, What I’ll Know Then

Posted on November 12, 2015 By Sister Rain

Why is it so much easier to look back than it is to look forward?

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It’s As Plane As The Nose On My Face

Posted on November 11, 2015 By Sister Rain

I saw on TV a man who lives in a former commercial airliner in Oregon. As he was giving a tour of his home, all of a sudden I was overcome with an olfactory memory. I was remembering the smell of an airplane: stale air, cold and hard plastic, old…

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November 10, 1990

Posted on November 10, 2015 By Sister Rain

A man walks into an apartment, dressed in jeans and a blue and white long-sleeved Oxford shirt, hands on hips and says, in his best Joey Tribbiani voice, “How you doing?”.His heart was healthy. I had my full vision. Our grandparents were alive. My mom was alive and would walk me…

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Pinch-To-Enlarge Help

Posted on November 9, 2015 By Sister Rain

I AM NOT WRITING THIS IN CAPS BECAUSE I AM VISUALLY CHALLENGED BUT BECAUSE THIS IS MY WAY OF SHOUTING FROM THE ROOFTOPS!!! OK, I realize that is super annoying. But I ask that you imagine me screaming this to you. I have been having an issue for months with…

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I am a wife, bird mom and friend.
I am a curious and passionate traveler.
I am an advocate for the visually impaired.
I am legally blind.

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