I’m no celebrity

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a photo of me, this past June, in Ketchikan, Alaska. I am standing near a central road in the small town, wearing a dark red skirt and white top with dream catchers and holding my white cane with a green grip. In the background, the sign “Welcome to Alaska’s First City: Ketchikan” is visible.

I was sitting, alone, in a glass room in Ohio State’s main library, drinking a frozen hot chocolate on a warm, April night.

Suddenly, someone I had not the pleasure of knowing quietly knocks on the glass and I, not knowing, wave him in.

“I feel like I’ve seen you before, have we met?”

(bear in mind, he’s asking a legally blind person).

“I don’t think we have,” I respond tentatively, “But I’m the girl with the stick around campus, if that helps.”

“Oh yes! I have seen you before!”

My unexpected guest turned out to be a very nice gentleman, who asked me curious yet respectful questions about my blindness, which led to a good conversation. However, this encounter left me realizing that I am more easily remembered than I know.

I’ve had many encounters of different natures, some with strangers and some with people I’d met briefly, over the course of my freshman year.

For example, I joined a sorority last February. On Bid Day (the day you meet a lot of your soon-to-be sisters once you’re asked to join the organization), I was thrilled to begin a new chapter in my life with women who shared similar values with me. However, throughout the next month, I had girls running up to me, squealing, and saying hello. For me, this was not only amusing, but also confusing… Did I actually know these girls? Which, of the many things I’m involved with on campus, organization are they from? Unless they were wearing our chapter’s letters or the sweater we received that day, I was just happy to be receiving free hugs.

A good friend once said, “You’re iconic, with your bright clothes and lipstick and a flower in your hair,” and I’ve come to believe it, but I’m no celebrity. I decided in high school that if people were going to stare, I would surely give them something to stare at, in a positive way. I want my presence to represent blindness, my Christian values, my sorority, and everything I want to stand for.

So, to all of you who say my name to greet me, thank you! If I’ve only met you once, please forgive me for forgetting where I know you from. I haven’t had enough time to know your voice and your lovely personality. But once I know you, you’ll never be forgotten.

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6 thoughts on “I’m no celebrity

  1. Amy says:

    I’ve only met you once…at a church we visited and I absolutely love your spunk and positivity that I see through social media. So happy you have a blog now.

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    • oneraresunshine says:

      Thank you so much! I greatly appreciate it and am thrilled to see my blog moving around so quickly! I’m just doing life, and so thankful to the Lord He has given it to me! I’ll keep it up, so be sure to subscribe! ❤️

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  2. Emily Wilber says:

    So excited for this! On vacation, I met a younger boy, who is also legally blind and this will bring love, laughter and comfort to him and his mom! You are my hero and I’m so honored to know a sister in Christ like you! You inspire me to keep moving forward in God’s calling, no matter if it is for a season of life or for the rest of my life! Love and miss you, girl! Many blessings to you, as you continue to meet others and encourage others to not only “see” past your disability to see your true self and the beauty that can be found inside because we already know you’re beautiful on the outside! You’ve encouraged me to write again. We never know who we might be inspiring hope in!

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