Lessons

It has been a hot minute since my diagnosis, several hot minutes. Hot minutes to feel all of the feels, but also hot minutes to learn a thing or two that I thought worthy to pass along. 2. Move! Exercise, no matter what form, is paramount in combatting the progression. For me, running, biking using … More Lessons

The Power of a Hug

Early Friday mornings are reserved for Daddy/Dave bonding time. My duties as morning dog walker are relieved each Friday so that Dave can demonstrate to his male person that he has adequately kept Conway Junior High free of any squirrel, rabbit or cat (especially cat) shenanigans and tomfoolery. While they peruse the area, I jump … More The Power of a Hug

Guidance

As previously stated, I had a date with Jesus. Not to get too “churchy”, but I think this needs an explanation. In the Catholic Church, we believe in the Divine Presence of the Bread and Wine, i.e., the bread, or little white hosts, and wine become Jesus’s body and blood in a miraculous event known … More Guidance

A Quest

To say that my hand tremors were put on the back burner in 2020 is an understatement. We tried to navigate the long, arid desert of the Covid Pandemic to the best of our abilities. Feasting on homemade bread, hugging our dogs a bit closer, reading copious amounts of fiction, and driving around neighborhoods, capturing … More A Quest

Taking Action

The activities on my list blew the annoying pain off the radar, well, until 2019. My grandmother died in January of that year at the age of 101. My mom had been in Texas at her bedside, and I volunteered to drive Dad across the Lone Star State to the funeral in my beloved Marfa. … More Taking Action

Where Do I Begin?

It was Saturday, a beautiful fall morning in 2017, a morning to enjoy the trees, chrysanthemums, pumpkins and scarecrows that adorned most houses I passed by on my leisurely weekend runs. Attempting to roll out of bed, a searing pain that traversed from the left shoulder midway down my back hit me like a ton … More Where Do I Begin?

Parkinson’s

April has always been a month I looked forward to. The greyness of winter transforms to a myriad of greens, yellows, pinks, and purples as the temps begin to rise and the sun decides to keep me company practically until my bedtime. More importantly, two of my favorite people celebrate birthdays in April. To say … More Parkinson’s

Harmony

Claps of ThunderWhistling WindRustling LeavesThe Crunch of Snow A Cat’s PurrA Cricket’s ChirpA Bird’s SongBuzzing Bees A Musician’s AriaA Cantor’s PsalmA Brush on CanvasA Camera’s Click Passionate KissesLaughterAndDancingYour Whisper in My EarIsThe Sound of Heaven Touching Earth