Sister Rain’s Note: In 2015, I published 9.5 parts of “Piper & Me: A Love Story.” Beginning in March 2024 I reposted them weekly. I have since written new chapters and will continue to do so. If you would like to read any of the parts, type “Piper & Me”…
I could never be a server at a restaurant. I don’t have the temperament for it, what I do have is tremendous respect for those who can do the job. Demanding customers, workload, hot kitchens, mercurial chefs, there is an endless list of challenges to be endured while I enjoy…
There is a small photo in our home office of my husband and me taken a few months after we started dating. While we were both in that room recently, I picked up the framed image, showing it to Mister Rain. “Who are these two kids?,” I asked. He laughed….
As I licked the last envelope for a mailing to promote Sister Rain, I picked up the pile of 50, pushing together both sides and the top with my hands, the bottom cradled securely by the desk. Something in the back of the stack brushed my thumb so I investigated….
Sister Rain’s Note: This is the third story in a series about Wreaths Across America. To read the previous posts, click on the following: Wreaths Across America – The Day Wreaths Across America – The Person On the morning of Wreaths Across America Day, as soon as the alarm…
Sister Rain’s Note: In 2015, I published 9.5 parts of “Piper & Me: A Love Story.” Beginning in March 2024 I reposted them weekly. I have since written new chapters and will continue to do so. If you would like to read any of the parts, type “Piper & Me”…
“For the past thirty years, I have returned to the same home after every trip. But I have never come back the same person I was when I left.” — Sister Rain #sisterrain #alittlesightalotofheart #legallyblindtraveler #travel #amigoingtoneedanewpassport
Hindsight is 20/20 but what about looking ahead? When talking about the future, the acuity is as black as my vision was those first few weeks after waking up blind. We can plan, we can use our past experiences to anticipate specific outcomes, creating the optical illusion that we can…
Walking around a store in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, sitting on a couch in a beautiful vignette of outdoor furniture, was a large wooden Tic Tac Toe board. It stopped me short, taking my breath away a bit. Most games are no longer possible for me, or if they are, they are…
Sister Rain’s Note: This is the second story in a series about Wreaths Across America. To read the previous post, click on the following: Wreaths Across America – The Day My husband and I took photos of every Veteran’s stone whom we placed wreaths for on Wreaths Across America…
