I’ve not posted for a long time because of the deterioration of my eyesight. In fact, I’m rarely on the internet.

For any of you who have had this vision problem I’m sure you know just how irritating and frustrating it can be. No longer able to drive, or read, or work on the internet, I was beginning to despair.

However, GOOD NEWS IS ON THE WAY. Due to the good work of the Texas Division of Rehabilitive Services I will soon be receiving a new computer with 19″ monitor and software which will enlarge the print to a more readable size and also provide audio reading skills when I can no longer see even the enlarged text. Thus, I can become active on my favorite activity, the internet, with this blog, and money earning capabilities. As even better news, I will also receive a desk top reader that will enable me to fill out forms, or adjust my bank account (to handle all that money coming in) and read a book again.

Good news indeed for a lady whose brain was beginning to atrophy from lack of stimulation and communication.

More information will be coming as I receive and learn how to use these great tools for the visuallly handicapped.

I SHALL RETURN!

I have been offline for a long time for health reasons, but I post a poem that was added to a memorial for a friend in a forum  in which I used to post..   I thought I would post it here because it is so clear and important.   Enjoy!

The Dash Poem
by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end

He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what’s true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life’s actions to rehash
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?