What It’s Like to Watch Your World Slowly Disappear 

People often ask me what I can see. The truth is, that’s the wrong question. The real story isn’t about blindness. It’s about watching your world slowly become smaller, losing little pieces of your independence every year, and learning to live with losses that most people never even think about. For more than twenty years,…

We Remember. They Guess. 

Getting older is a one-way street. The young think they understand life because they’ve lived a little. The truth is, we’ve lived all of it. Here’s my take on the gap between what we remember and what they can’t yet see. There’s something I’ve noticed more and more the older I get. Young people think…

When the World Gets Harder to See

I started losing my vision 25 years ago, and life hasn’t looked the same since. But losing sight isn’t just about what you can’t see—it’s about what you still can. Here’s what it’s really like navigating everyday life with blurry eyes, a little sarcasm, and a lot of stubbornness. Tags: vision loss, diabetic retinopathy, glaucoma,…

I’ve Waited Long Enough

They say patience is a virtue, but the older I get, the more it feels like a punishment. These days, it’s not just waiting at the 4doctor’s office—it’s everywhere. And I’m tired of pretending it doesn’t drive me nuts. I don’t know when it happened exactly, but somewhere along the line, waiting stopped being mildly…

If I Knew Then What I Know Now… I Would’ve Picked Vegetables Over French Fries (Sometimes)

Looking back, there’s a lot I wish I could go back and tell my younger self — like maybe stop worrying about perfect makeup and start worrying about what actually matters. Life doesn’t come with a manual, but it sure teaches you lessons if you stick around long enough.   There’s a reason every older…

When Family Feels Far Away

A heartfelt reflection on family, distance, and the ache of separation—from a mother and grandmother learning to navigate life with her loved ones spread across the country. Family has always been the anchor of my life. I grew up in a home where love was loud—shared meals, bursts of laughter, and the comfort of being…