amber

It is a beautiful spring day here on the farm.  The practitioners with the State of Tennessee blind services have hooked me up with several little tools that help.  One of those things is some amber plastic glasses that cut the glare when I am outside porch sitting and bird listening.  My back deck is the perfect spot for those things.  As I was sitting there today watching jet trails make crosses, I considered how I would be able to blog as a blind person.  There will have to be voice to text something for that to happen.  I uninstalled my phone voice recorder when I stopped writing for the State Gazette but I realized today that I will need that.  So I did another download and don't know how to make it work until Lauren gets here to fix it.  Such is life..lol.

I honestly think that since the doctor told me how bad it is, I have been grieving for what I will lose, just like my mother did.  One of my very best friends has been legally blind for many many years and has learned to adapt and thrive.  I will be asking him for more advice on the technology available.  Or anybody else who is willing and able.  Writing is my passion and always has been.  Where there is a will there is a way ^j^