lucky, just so lucky!

Today is Sunday, August 30. Nine days till I leave for training. Today was full of reminders of just how lucky I am. 

I woke to a quiet apartment. I remembered: today is the day that my wonderful boyfriend leaves for Guiding Eyes for the Blind to get a guide dog. I will certainly miss his voice on the phone all the time, but I know this will be a great experience. I sent off a quick text, and jumped out of bed. I got into my church clothes and made breakfast. My ride showed up for church and off I went. 

Service really made me think. It was all about how we can never clean ourselves up for God. Christ is as cleaners it gets. With His blood, we are made as white as snow. We are so lucky. Lucky to be forgiven. Lucky to have our sins paid for. Just so lucky to have the best father in the universe. 

I left church and had lunch with some friends. How lucky I am to have friends who are friends with me, not because of my blindness, but because of my personality. They do not pity me. They really care about my well-being. I am so lucky. One of them is going to come over tomorrow and help me pack boxes for Louisiana. I’m so blessed to have such wonderful people all around me. 

I stopped past Petco and got a Halti for Dallas, in the hopes that it will help with his constant pulling. 

And then, when I got home, I had a call waiting from my amazingly loving boyfriend. The ringtone really made me realize how lucky I am to have him as well. I couldn’t have asked for a better friend, a better person to live life with. I couldn’t ask for a better person to continue to hold me accountable in my Christian beliefs. I am truly lucky to be in love with my best friend. 

And now, I sit on a conference call, with another at ten if I can stay up long enough. What a wonderful way to spend the evening. 

Woot! First post!

Bear with me, folks, I’ve never done this before. I’ve decided that I’m going to start blogging about my life experiences as a blind person. What a perfect time to do this. I’ve just gotten a new apartment in a new city, and I’m getting ready to go to the Louisiana Center for the Blind to attend some of the best training this country has to offer. Of course, I have my trusty guide dog Dallas at my side through this whole adventure. So today’s post is just to test this whole thing out. It’s getting late, and I’ll go to bed soon, church in the morning, but I wanted to get this first post off. Oh, naughty puppy, what do I hear you doing? Oh boy, he’s not coming when called. If I have to walk in there, sir, and grab your collar, it’s going to be bad. One more chance, mister, before Mama comes running.With a shake of the head and jingle of tags, I hear a snorty labby walk into the room. He’s not over at the bed just yet. I ask him again. “Dallas, come.” Finally, a cold nose touches me. Naughty lab has finally listened. Praise, and a promise for extensive obedience routines to come. Oh, living with this little troublemaker is the best. And now he’s staring at me, as if he couldn’t possibly have done something wrong… Honest, Mom, I didn’t do anything! I’m too innocent for that! Ah well, it’s park time for the puppy, so off I go to do that, and then off to an early bedtime with Gray’s Anatomy on the Netflix, the air conditioner cranked, because Lord knows it’s humid outside, and a cuddly yellow Lab by my side. Don’t hate… I do let him on the bed. But he does understand and obey the off command, so I’m not worried. Off I go, all, and good night.