So much to be thankful for and it all starts with a 90 gram bird

While running errands with my husband, wishing I could drive, the phrase ‘in sickness and in health’ popped into my head. I thought about the medical challenges we recently faced, his cardiac crisis and my vision loss. Although he and I confronted those obstacles together, we were certainly not alone. Those…

I was pushing the cart and navigating through a crowded grocery store. The aisles were narrow, there were lots of employees and vendors stocking the shelves. There were a lot of clueless shoppers who seemed to be just standing there, seemingly waiting for the products to miraculously jump from the…

(Made me feel) OLD

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…

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

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….

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.

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….

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.