Paws for Thought on Suitcases

I know mom’s writing about her recent trip to India, so I decided to keep to her theme. From my own perspective, of course! Even though mom’s back now, I want to go back to the day before she left – to that moment when I first noticed that the dreaded suitcases had emerged from …

A Visit to The Mother House

From the title of this post you might suspect I’ve switched genres and started writing bad science fiction. I promise that isn’t the case. The Mother House is the name given by locals to refer to Mother Theresa’s home in Kolkata, India. And that was the first site we visited on a day out in …

Going Solo

Do you have any idea how bizarre it was for me to realize that I’m using my white cane to walk around independently for the first time ever? Please don’t think I wasn’t taught to use a white cane when I first lost my sight. I was. But somehow the only time I used my …

Taking Small Steps

Walking on my own across the road to my neighbours house should be simple, right? I mean, it’s less than 10 metres. So, it should be easy. Well yes, it should. But I’ve never done it At least, not before my second Orientation and Mobility lesson with Golden Dzapasi, of the Cape Town Society for …

Overlooking the Obvious

Have you ever realized there’s a better way of doing something you’ve been doing routinely for years? There’s one room in my home that I avoid. It’s a fairly large, open space and, although I’ve lived in the house for years, I’ve always shied away from crossing that room. At least there is an alternative, …