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Stories From the Edge of Blindness

In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.

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September 2017

Under the Lacquer – Part 2

I haven't had the luxury of traveling or living in other countries, but what I learn from the people I meet in my regular, run of the mill life, enriches who I am and gives me images of a world... Continue Reading →

Under the Lacquer – Part 1

Because I have been stripped of my wheels in an automobilecentric city, and because I am losing my vision at an unpredictable rate, I am happily forced to pay more attention to the world directly around me.  I have always... Continue Reading →

A Quiet Sunday

The pugs and I just got back from our long walk of the day.  Sundays are my favorite because the neighborhood is still and quiet, even at 9 a.m.. I took them around the block to the street just west... Continue Reading →

The Iron Fist Came Crashing Down

Last night, Joe and I were finishing season 1 of Iron Fist; we love all that Marvel Super Hero stuff, and although Dare Devil (obviously) holds a special place in my heart, I really like the Immortal Iron Fist (a.k.a.Danny... Continue Reading →

In a Thousand Directions

I need to begin this blog post by saying that I am not so sure I should actually publish it, but I probably will; more often than not, I do the things I shouldn't do....... I am in a dark... Continue Reading →

Morning Walk in the Park

Since Joe and I have embarked on this getting up at 4am thing, the second dog walk of the day is around 8 or 9, and I like to take the girls to the park if the temperature is still... Continue Reading →

Part Time Cane

When I first started O&M, I resigned myself to having Zelda with me at all times and using her everywhere I went.  I grew to feel that if I didn't do this, I was a bad student and an irresponsible... Continue Reading →

Poem in Foxglove Journal

I am thrilled to have my poem, "Rose Tinted Glasses" in Foxglove Journal.  My thanks to Elizabeth Gibson who has created a beautiful journal.  I am honored to be among the writers she has chosen to publish.  

Back in my Arms

I picked Zelda up yesterday; I can't say I was particularly glad to see her, as her absence allowed me a couple of days of pretending that I can see perfectly well, but I also know it wouldn't have been... Continue Reading →

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