Ascending the Decline

 When first diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease I felt the need to share my journey wherever it led. It would be great therapy for me and if anyone else chose to follow along it might be of some value. But then as the weeks passed along with increasing levels of the debilitating symptoms…reality began to kill the dream.  Although initially I had the greatest intentions to write with regularity—each time I sat down to write I couldn’t. And then I began to doubt why I should even write in the first place. There are so many great resources and places to find inspiration and spiritual strength—so why should my journey be of any value to anyone.  In other words my desire to write crashed slowly back to earth as reality began to pull back the covers. Most days I just didn’t feel well enough to accomplish much at all. How could I write anything when I couldn’t feel anything?   It was during the long cold weeks of January when the harshest symptoms of the disease seemed ...