Friday Friends Spotlight Back to School With Matt Harris After an upbeat conversation with my fellow author about choosing to return to academics despite significant hearing loss and profound vision loss, I decided to feature him on my blog during Blindness
School of Life Experiences Highlighted in VisionAware Article August is ending. Long, lazy days at the pool and beach are over with, or soon will be. The dog days of summer will soon fade away. Cooler, crisp fall days will
A Handshake To Remember An Excerpt from my WIP Cane Confessions: The Lighter Side to Vision Loss Before I ever used a cane, I depended on my faulty eyes to get me where I needed to be and when. I
It has been an eventful January coping with the culmination of my sister’s illness this week, so this cartoon really spoke to me. I found they are excellent rules to live by. 1. Learn from Yesterday Yesterday was the funeral service. When I listened
The editor liked my book! She liked my book! She said it would do well in several markets. It’s gonna happen! My writing career is about to take off! I couldn’t wait to show it to my sister! I held the letter
A Tribute to my Sister A Knack for Choosing Clothes I don’t remember when my sister started frequenting garage sales but I do recall that when I went along, it felt like we were going to the fair! She always said,
“You got something in the mail,” my brother yelled as he passed through my bedroom and tossed something on the kitchen counter. I opened a bleary eye and checked the time. 8:04 am. “All right.” I didn’t move. “Open it!” I
Taking a Look Back A Walk in the Pennsylvania Woods Since we left the Middle East to settle in my home state, Buddy and I had been taking long walks in different areas of town. In early summer, we headed for the
Before my vision loss got so bad that it ended my career, I traveled extensively overseas teaching English as a foreign language. For more than twenty-five years, I was either flying out of or back into the United States during school holidays
The whole transaction happened so fast I didn’t have time to respond.
I held the receipt in my hand with its squiggly line drawn in place of my name, and lifted it closer to examine it.
What was this supposed to mean?
I thumped my head with the palm of my hand and rolled my eyes.