Dancing in the Rain: Lessons Learned on my Personal Journey with PD (more at www.PDPlan4Life.com) Copyright 2013 Sheryl Jedlinski
Sitting beside my husband witnessing the marriage of one of our youngest son’s earliest buddies, I wondered where the time had gone. In the second it takes to blink, 30 years had disappeared, or so it seemed.
In my mind’s eye, I see my son and his friend wrapped in towels, shivering, and lips blue, sharing snacks after swim lessons. When I open my eyes, I see two grown men whose friendship has withstood the test of time and distance, as they continue to meet up to celebrate the milestones in each other’s lives. Warm memories washed over me as I listened to stories about the groom’s childhood exploits. My favorites are about when he and my son were teammates on the “under eight” Orange Crush soccer team, taking turns assisting and scoring record breaking double-digit goals.
Not one who hides my feelings well, I was more emotional this weekend than I would have liked to be. It is not easy to explain, especially to our adult children, that despite our best efforts, sadness sometimes overcomes us, rising up from deep within. Parkinson’s gives us a lot of loss to grieve, not the least of which is knowing that we may miss out on celebrating many personal and professional milestones our children have yet to achieve. In the dark, silence of the night, my demons taunt me and keep me awake, but they are melted by the morning light.
Yes, Parkinson’s is incurable, but not fatal. It is up to each of us to see that we get the proper treatment and follow a daily exercise plan that can help us live full, productive lives.