No, Sammy Snowman is not in a time-out. It wasn’t until I inadvertently took a photo with my phone as I was coming down the steps with my hands full that I realized that I had placed Sammy Snowman backwards when I had decorated the house for Christmas several weeks…
Prior to the Seahawks – Commanders game at Northwest Stadium in Washington, DC (technically Landover, Maryland), I found Major Tuddy*, the Commanders’ mascot, standing in front of me, holding a sign. My husband and I were the only Seahawks fans in our row right along the field, and between Mister…
I am unable to see that a stranger is smiling at me, which is a shame. I am also unable to see if I am giving the wrong person a dirty look, which is an oops. #sisterrain #alittlesightalotofheart #legallyblindwriter #writer #writersofinstagram #blind #lowvision #visuallyimpaired #visionloss #blindness #blindnessisaspectrum #legallybiind #sightloss…
Sister Rain’s Note: As I wrote the latest story in my series on Roadside Attractions, (click here for Such A Fine Sight To See – Part 7), I began to research the Butterfly House in Pacific Grove, California. It didn’t take long for me to discover that what I thought…
After waiting at our seats in the arena for the crowd to thin out after a concert, my husband and I finally made our way up the steps to the concourse. I like whoever I am with to walk in front of me, I watch their feet as best as…
I have read quite a few books written by people with vision loss (click here for The Blind Reading The Blind), the majority of the authors going blind over time due to Retinitis Pigmentosa, commonly referred to RP. RP is a group of inherited (genetic) eye disorders that cause progressive…
Whenever my husband and I go to a live sporting event or a concert, we get there early to avoid the crowd, who mostly ignore my mobility cane. For the same reason, when the encore is done or the players have hit the locker room, we wait at our seats…
As I stepped off the elevator at a hotel, I was shocked. There to greet me was a giant #2, which sounds disgusting but was actually great. For once I could easily see what floor I was on. It felt like running into an old friend. If only everything I…
Are you a light-turner-on’er? A light-leaver-on’er? Or are you a light-turner-off’er, the one who goes around the house turning out lights in empty rooms? I am something else (not the first time I have heard this); I am a light-no-turner-on’er. With my visual impairment I have very little light perception….
I realize that many of my stories involve me comparing my life now to when I had full sight. I felt it important to clarify that while I do not live in the past nor do I pine for it, the comparison does, unconsciously, happen all the time. Having lived…
