Blog Posts by Susan Kennedy

"Have Dog, Will Travel" Book Review

Editor's note: This review was originally posted on VisionAware peer advisor Susan Kennedy's website, Adventures in Low Vision. It contains snippets from that review and is part of the VisionAware bookshelf series. Book Draws the Reader In Through Its Opening About Author's Guide Dog Have Dog, Will

One Dot at a Time: Learning Braille As Someone with Low Vision

I love to learn. I read books frequently. I ask people about how they do things. I visit museums. I watch TV programs and listen to podcasts reporting on news and art and history. Give me the remote, a Netflix documentary, and a bowl of white cheddar popcorn, and I’m set for the night. My curiosity about life compels me to understand. When I gained low vision a few years ago, I decided to learn how to adapt so I could still live a purposeful life. I switched from paperbacks to ebooks and audiobooks. I use audio tour headsets at museums. I

Listen with the Lights Out: 19 Podcasts About Blindness

Editor's note: This blog post by Susan Kennedy was originally posted on The Bello Collective, a newsletter and publication about audio storytelling and the podcast industry. Listen with the Lights Off: 19 Podcasts About Blindness Ever since I loaded my beloved orange iPod mini with Fresh Air episodes, I’ve enjoyed podcasts. Gaining a disability a few years ago didn’t end my love of the audible word, it enhanced it. Currently,

May is Mental Health Awareness Month: Learn About Managing Depression Due to Vision Loss

A Tough Year The summer of 2011 slipped away, but I wanted it gone. Cancer destroyed the life of a loved one. At the same time, I underwent three eye surgeries, gaining significant vision loss and lived with uncertainty about my remaining sight. In July, my job let me go when my FMLA (Family Medical Leave Act) time ran out and I was unable to return to work. Then the insurance company denied my long term disability claim. I spent hours on the phone, sometimes with help from my mom as I couldn't read the print on the important documents the companies mailed. I scribbled call logs in large letters with a black felt tip marker. Every call increased my heart rate and turned my stomach. For the first time in fifteen years, my income flat-lined. My husband worked and covered our

Freedom Sticks: How My White Cane Brought Me Freedom

It was a sunny autumn morning a few years ago. On the brick pathway in front of my house, my mobility instructor and I stood side-by-side. I swept my new white cane across the uneven surface, registering the sensation of the bricks compared to the smooth wooden porch boards I explored earlier. The bumps and cracks felt jarring and jumbled together. The information overwhelmed my brain. I stopped and asked if my arm was at the correct angle, I didn't want to be making a habit with a poor

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