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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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An Apple a Day

I hate to admit it, but I have moments of intolerance for truly benign things, and I have missed out because of these lapses in judgement. The good thing is that when I brush the intolerance from my eyes and... Continue Reading →

Do a Little Dance

My Mom was a colourful and effervescent person. She shined more brightly than anyone I have ever known and expressed unapologetic interest in things that propelled her down less travelled paths. She was in a coven, painted banners for the... Continue Reading →

Eating Barbequed Iguana

I fell a few weeks ago, on the sidewalk, while gawking at another new group of hideous town houses that are being built in our neighborhood.  When I fell, I cried, not because it hurt, but because I felt humiliated,... Continue Reading →

A Week Off

I took a break from O&M this week; my determination has fallen somewhere beneath my feet and I needed to find it.  I am still struggling with feelings of being a fraud, but whenever those thoughts creep up, I can... Continue Reading →

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