My Inspiration

It is 2 a.m., December 27th, our anniversary, and surprise, surprise, I am still awake. Sleep very often alludes me, and tonight is one of those nights, but as I sit here, looking back on our journey, I am overwhelmed with just how blessed a man I am.

How will I choose to view this?

Today is the day. It is a day of closure, and a day of new beginnings. It is a day, that in some ways, I have dreaded for the past 2 months. Once again, this new journey I am on has intersected with my hopes, my plans, my dreams, and my future, and it has dictated a decision. Today, I must say goodbye to one more thing.

When God Deconstructs Me

Who am I? How do I define myself? What do I tell others about me? We all have an image of ourselves. We all find our identity in certain things, but what do you do when that changes? What do you do when who you are no longer who you are? What do you do when something happens that radically changes the person you are - the things you found your identity in - welcome to my world with Parkinson's.