Remember that picture (above) where you might see a young woman but someone else will look at the same drawing and spot an older woman instead? Being visually impaired can be like that every day. I shopped for this lamp online, shown at the top of this post. I purchased…
As I sit looking out the familiar oblong airplane window, I am able to make out the sky, its clouds and Iowa below. I have sat in this same scenario over a hundred times, enjoying this view. It is a duplicate of previous sightings, however, I am not a match…
Dear Friends, I have a favor to ask, please, no Go Fund Me account involved. I want your eyes. Be My Eyes is a free app that can be used with iPhones and Androids. Here’s how it works. You become a sighted volunteer by downloading the free app from the…
As you may get tired of reading, I miss driving terribly. Aside from the independence it affords, I LOVED getting behind the wheel, radio on; driving could be considered a favorite hobby of mine. I had a heavy foot, I liked to go fast. For me, no highway was too…
It is human nature to want what we can’t have, at least right now, but I think this concept often relates to a bigger house, fancier car, more money in general. What I have realized recently is that this applies to the little things in life as well. During the…
I sort of did not understand To me ’twas no big deal The way that people carried on It seemed almost unreal. Yes, day, it turned into the night It happened after noon Is that the sun or could it be Instead that it’s the moon? I realize that for…
For those of you new to this site, let me review this blind girl’s archenemies to date. Bread / Twisty Ties Electrical Outlets Bobby Pins If you want to read about the above nemeses, click on their names above, you’ll be taken to their posts. Before you go, allow me…
In layperson’s terms, something attacked my optic nerves. They are a group of nerve fibers that transfer visual information from the eye to the brain. Mine swelled, when the inflammation went down, the nerves were damaged beyond repair. The result is optic neuropathy. My eyes, ironically, are perfectly healthy except…
Since my vision loss I have loved the idea of an arrow as a symbol of going forward. Several years ago I put a wooden arrow over my bedroom door so that every time I exit I am reminded to keep moving ahead. Recently I heard the arrow being described…
