Category Archives: Blindness

Hey, I’ll Settle for Post-Traumatic Stress

My friend and fellow blogger, Beth Finke, once told me, “RP is the cruelest way to lose eyesight.  Just when you think it’s bad enough, it gets worse.”  Bravo, Beth, for empathy beyond your own experience.  And for understanding that, … Continue reading

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The Fear of What Hasn’t Happened

When I was diagnosed with RP three decades ago and was told I would go blind, my first thought was that the world would end.  It hasn’t. When I stopped driving, I figured I’d become house-bound, isolated and withdrawn, that … Continue reading

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The More I Write about Blindness the Less I Write about Blindness

Over the years, I’ve walked almost 2000 miles to and from work.  Most trips are serene, a few stressful.  My first step on every walk is to pause and take stock.  I check the weather and traffic.  I test that … Continue reading

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I Say a Little Prayer for Me

Tap, step.  Tap, step.  Tap, stop.  Where am I?  I take a guess and take a left onto Fear Street.  Cars honk, drivers curse, rap music wraps me in a shroud of angry oaths.  Darkness weighs on me, trees lean … Continue reading

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The Brighter Side of Blindness

Two men walk into a barn.  “Sure stinks in here,” says the first.  “There’s a pony here somewhere,” says the second.  This story is a metaphor for blindness.  Sure, it stinks, but there’s always the possibility of a pony ride. … Continue reading

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The Bus Is Coming! The Bus Is Coming!

With the arrival of each season—baseball, football, hockey and Christmas—I mosey over to my neighborhood barber shop for a haircut.  It’s a short walk and, with Randy the dog guiding the way, my mind is free to wander like a … Continue reading

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The Beautiful Lie

I tell myself that serenity is not determined by how much I see.  I tell myself to forge ahead, keep the faith, shine a light.  I tell myself that, even if my eyesight doesn’t improve, my patience and tolerance will, … Continue reading

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