Today I had to say goodbye to someone who has been supportive and instrumental with my sons progress. I know I should be happy at least content, but I am feeling anxious and wonder if my sons progress will regress. As a professional in the field I know these feelings are normal I just didn’t think I would be feeling this way. I guess I am allowed to be human sometimes….O.K. enough of that tomorrow is a new day which means new opportunities.
Yes, we did it. Two visually impaired women navigated the mall, the parking lot, and a Tex-Mex restaurant and back again. Now this shouldn’t be such a big deal but for us it was like a coming out experiment. You see I have only been legally blind for less than three years and the first year I hibernated since I was in denial and just a complete mess. This year I’ve sought assistance at my local Lighthouse. They offer visually impaired people mobility training, technology, kitchen, and daily living assistance that enable us to regain our independence.
My mobility trainer is “the man”. I’ll refer to him as “M”. “M” would meet with me at home and then we went everywhere. He gave me the confidence to take the city bus by myself and know that I can do whatever I put my mind to it just may require advanced planning. “M” and I completed mobility training in a record 3 and 1/2 months. I felt on top of the world.
Transforming, growing, adapting, changing have awakened me. I’ve noticed that my cocoon has disappeared. Like a butterfly with its beautiful wings taking flight so have I. In the past I stayed in my cave hibernating although it was hot outside. I could hear children in their pools laughing, playing “Marco Polo” and hearing the huge splash from belly flops. Continue reading
The number thirteen has a bad rap. It is the number that comes after twelve and before fourteen, ten plus three, twenty minus seven and so on. There are buildings that actually skip the thirteenth floor, seriously do they think the people on the fourteenth floor are fooled? Continue reading
What can I say about changes except that we all go through them. Learning how to use the potty is a change and beats peeing and pooping on yourself. Continue reading