Happy Anniversary

Anniversaries are usually happy and joy filled. They are also times for reflecting back over the past year. Well here it is. I am coming upon the second anniversary of my PD diagnosis. That day two years ago was anything but happy and joy filled. It was terrifying and fear filled.

My first year of PD was a very bumpy rollercoaster with many more out of control twists and turns than I would have liked but this second year has leveled out and there have even been some very happy high points.

During this past year, I became a certified Rock Steady Boxing coach and a Parkinson's Ambassador. I also started this website and blog. I have embarked on a mission to let others know that having PD isn't the end of the world and you CAN do something about it. I did not choose to get on this rollercoaster but I am on it anyways so I am going to make the most of it. Although I am still fairly early on in my journey, here are a few things that I have learned (so far) along the way:

You can only help others if you help your self first. Self-care is not self-ish.

Smiling feels awesome! (Not only is it contagious but it is really good for your facial muscles!!!). Try it right now...see, don't you feel better?

Hard work is hard work! Do it anyways, you will feel better after.

Hold on tight. Life with PD is bound to have its speed bumps. Slow down when you need to.

Build a tribe of support. Help others in your tribe when you are able and don't be afraid to let them help you.

Food is fuel and food is medicine. Treat it as such.

I always say God makes cool stuff...and he made me, so therefore, I must be cool. (My kids may not agree with this one). I will embrace my cool factor by being silly and having fun and not taking life too seriously.

Every day is a gift. Treasure each and every moment.

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