Posted May 01, 2018 12:16:16A lot of people ask me if I can remember when I had a blind date.
Or how many times I had one.
It all began when I was about 16.
I was working as a housecleaner in a small town in the state of Victoria.
One night I was asked to help clean a house for a friend of mine.
It was a quiet house and I was not expecting much, but I was glad to help out.
After about five minutes of cleaning I noticed a woman standing in the living room.
She was wearing a long black dress with a black bodice and a veil.
She looked like she was waiting for someone to walk in.
I went into the kitchen and saw her waiting.
She had her hands folded in front of her, a beautiful face with large brown eyes, and she looked just like a fairy tale princess.
The first thing I said to her was, “Oh, that’s my little sister.”
She looked at me, her eyes shining with delight.
I thought she was going to laugh at me.
I asked her if she was really my little sis, and then she smiled and said, “Yes.”
The next thing I knew, I was on a blind dating date.
I remember being in awe of her.
I would spend hours in the kitchen thinking, How could this be possible?
I was so taken by her.
When I was younger I would take my mother’s old typewriter and she would write the dates for me.
It took me ages to write down everything.
Then, at around 15, I went on my own blind date and the date was about a month away.
I didn’t have any friends and I had no money, so I couldn’t afford a date.
So I decided to take on the task of dating someone who would not only help me, but also be supportive.
That was a long time ago now, but it was also a time when I felt very much alone.
It’s no wonder I didn: I didn, too, feel isolated, alone and alone.
At some point, I decided I would write about blind dating.
I started by writing about the difficulties that people with vision problems experience, as well as the difficulties they face as a result.
I also wrote about how to help people like me.
But what made me realise that I needed to write about something else was the story of how I met my date.
I had no idea how old she was when we met.
When I was still in school, I had to go to a friend’s house to buy a blind bag.
I went up to the front door and the lady was blind and we talked for about 30 minutes before I went back down the stairs and bought the blind bag from her.
I was a little surprised when she told me she was a blind girl, because I didn?t know that.
I did not know it then, and I still don?t now.
She did not understand that blind dates were not just about a date; they were also a way to make friends and build connections.
I used to sit on the back porch with my mother and my father, my sister and my niece, our mother and father.
I used to go outside and look at the sunset.
We would go out for coffee, and sometimes my sister would come home to play.
I started to think about what I wanted to do with my life.
I would love to be able to travel to other countries, meet people, have a little time with friends and family, and get away from my parents.
But blind dating is different from blind shopping.
I had never done any shopping or even looked at a catalogue before.
I felt isolated and alone in my own little world.
I realised that I was missing out on so many other things.
I am very fortunate to have been able to find people who love me and who would help me find the best way to do my best for my date, and to be a part of their lives.
I know that I am not alone.