A steady drizzle descends upon the nearly saturated fields. Birds previously gorging on emerging earthworms find sustenance elsewhere. The humidity when combined with temperatures in the low forties embraces one with a chill to the bone. An assertion that we’ve had enough cold weather does nothing to bring about a change. The rain’s steady beat continues as the clouds surrender their heavy load upon the countryside. Knowing that “this too shall pass” gives reason for thankfulness and hope, but does nothing to satiate the desire for warmer climes and bright sunshine to fill the daylight hours. When unwanted and unwelcomed symptoms of PD emerge, even in the face of full medication, we assert that we’ve had enough of the pain and stiffness that impedes our otherwise purposeful activities. Assertions alone do not drive away the passing through of the clouds of symptoms that have to “work their course” toward at least partial restoration. Experience has shown that “this too shall pass” with knowledge that the presence of symptoms must be endured. A heaping helping of thankfulness from the table of gratitude helps to stoke the fires of hope that warm the heart.
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