A Pair of Glasses Cases

This year I received an updated Rx for eyeglasses at my low vision appointment. My doctor recommended I try a second pair for reading at the computer, a middle distance focus to reduce the lean-in tendency. I agreed. Stockton and I traveled over to the optician to shop. Selecting frames from the brightly lit wall…

Shopping for Answers

We pass vehicles, shiny ones and ones dirty from the road salt, some parked carefully, and some with bumpers over the painted lines. We walk towards the looming building which is flanked by reflective sets of double doors. A car horn sounds across the lot. I hold my niece’s warm, tiny hand in mine. My…

A New Horizon

Oh happy day. Remember when I wrote about the black hole of floor coverings? That rug, it lies no more in Mayberry, rolled up and retired to the attic. Stockton and I replaced it with a solid, neutral-colored area rug. Me and my low vision, we couldn’t be more pleased. Saving energy, I can feel…

Mind the Closing Doors

I try to be thoughtful. Maybe since my eyesight isn’t so good anymore, I should rethink this life policy. Not globally, but for select situations. For example, isn’t it great when you’re only a few steps after someone, approaching a building entrance, and the person in front of you holds the door for that split-second…

A Shopping Problem

I shop online: easier browsing, less hassle, no lines. It works great until it doesn’t. Or, more like…until I doesn’t. I add some items to my digital cart. I zoom in on the screen of my well-loved and well-worn iPad, deciding which items to save and which items to abandon. I tick off things on…