Do you recognize when you are content? Like me, I bet you are often too caught up in the logistics of a life, the balls in the air that must not fall, the speed of juggling always needing to increase. When do any of us have time to take a…
I Am 5′ 2″ And Shorthand Is One Of My Best Features
I took 5 years of Spanish in school but there is another language I spoke that no one talks about anymore. I doubt if my 19-year-old nephew has ever even heard of it. It is the language of lines and squiggles: SHORTHAND. My mom took it in the early 1950s,…
Trekking With Poles
Although my tagline is “A Little Sight, A Lot of Heart,” it really could be “I Loves Me Some Technology.” I have written many a story about my iPad and its features, what I am able to do because of them. There are so many apps to assist the blind…
Over The River And Through The Woods To My 5x Great-Grandfather’s Tavern I Go
Sister Rain’s Note: This is the twelfth story in a series about my search for an ancestor who was a Patriot in the American Revolutionary War. To read the previous posts, click on the following: “Historical Society Of Pennsylvania“ “The Search Heard Round The World” “The Son-In-Law Of Liberty” “This…
Piper’s Secret
It is no secret that Piper is a little angel. And he’s got the wings to prove it. #sisterrain #birdmom #adoptdontshop #parrotsofinstagram #conure #ahelpingwingparrotrescue #piper #piperssecret
Such A Fine Sight To See – Part 4
I once again have led my long-suffering husband to new treasures along the highways and byways of this great country. I never tell the poor man where we are going, I navigate us to the address, telling him to be on the lookout for anything “unusual.” Mister Rain is not…
Thanksgiving Leftovers
I have never used a meat thermometer, although I do have one that was provided to me by Blind & Visual Services when they came to the house about a year after my vision loss to see what tools and gadgets they could offer me to assist with daily living….
Welcome Back, Sister Rain
For many years, I attended Philadelphia Flyers games at the Wells Fargo Center, although back then it had a different name. I shared season tickets with a friend and my mom and I would cheer on our hockey team there often. When I met my husband we would attend games…
Valley Forging Our Bond
Sister Rain’s Note: This is the eleventh story in a series about my search for an ancestor who was a Patriot in the American Revolutionary War. To read the previous posts, click on the following: “Historical Society Of Pennsylvania“ “The Search Heard Round The World” “The Son-In-Law Of Liberty” “This…
TSA PreChuckles
Although the end result is worth it, air travel is never easy and always exhausting. Recently at Seattle-Tacoma International Airport for a flight home, the TSA PreCheck line was the longest we had ever seen it, causing my husband and I to wonder had everyone caught on to this time…