The line is fine, so incredibly fine and difficult to see, but I feel it. I carry it around with me daily and it’s heavy. I compare it to how Halloween is sometimes described....
Category: Life
Dear Penelope
Dear Penelope, I went to my very first Parkinson’s fundraiser gala last night. Over 300 people gathered in your honor. Everyone dressed their best, smiled, laughed, danced, ate, and enjoyed a lovely evening. Word...
A visit with my Parkinson’s Doctor . . .
Recently, my sweet, friend-like neurologist suggested changing my medication plan, with an eagerness to improve my quality of life. You see, I’m unable to drive with my left hand. It feels like a dead...
Dear Penelope . . .
Dearest Penelope . . . Apparently, you did not receive my first letter . . . inviting you to leave, exit, and get out of here, this fabulous, strong body. I sit here at...
Tough time in yoga today
I pet my left arm with love and gratitude multiple times during child’s pose in yoga this morning. I’m still adjusting to how my body shows up at any given moment. As I fully...
