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 #legallyblind #sightloss…
Whenever you drive around a city full of historical landmarks, almost every other building that you pass begins to look as though it has been around for a very long time and surely has a story to tell. Such was the case when my husband and I were in Burlington,…
Whenever we watch Seahawks’ games at home and they score a touchdown, my husband and I each raise both our arms straight up in the air, the official signal for a TD, but adding twists back and forth, rather than loudly celebrating. We began doing this when we had our…
After eight days and 1,300 miles driven, it was time for my husband and me to fly back to Pennsylvania. As is usually the case, I was not ready. Other than missing Piper and anxious to see him, I was quite content to stay for awhile longer. But I remind…
It is not only fashion that seems to come back around, look at vinyl records and the Polaroid camera. Also, in our household, the drip coffee maker. To provide a bit of background, I LOVE coffee. But as far back as I can remember, it has ben difficult to brew…
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…
On November 19, 1776, British and Hessian forces invaded New Jersey. At the time, General George Washington and the Continental Army were in nearby Fort Lee, having just sustained multiple defeats in New York City. With the arrival of the enemy troops, the American militia began a retreat across New…
In the continuing saga of Where In The World Is Piper?, there is one car ride in particular that has become an annual tradition for him. My husband and I support local fire departments by purchasing ham and chicken dinners from multiple fire companies in the area, whenever they are…
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…
Having had the same artificial Christmas tree for many, many years (purchased at Frank’s Nursery, if you are familiar and remember that defunct store), after we had removed the lights and ornaments from it last year, instead of packing it back into its box and carrying it up to the…
