Tom Millner Archive Blog, Parkinson’s and Pastor Tom

In memory September 1946-October 2025

Posts

  • A Lens

    The visitor, unwelcomed and uninvited, came to visit again. Finding a place of comfort between the sheets was an effort strong enough to bring this reluctant host of PD to full awareness that sleep was not to revisit any time soon. Pain was insisting that attention be given as this host became obsessed with thoughts…

  • A Heavenly Kind

    The bright sun shines illuminating the freshly mowed fields surrounding the old farm house. A gentle breeze swirls the ever so comfortable air of the last few days of summer through the leaves of the giant pecan tree near the driveway. This reluctant recipient of and host to PD, awake since the wee hours of…

  • A Love Response

    Recently, I witnessed someone declare that they loved this one person so much they would die for them. The declaration was meant to be an attestation of the level of unrequited adoration felt for the one who was the object of his love. As I pondered that somewhat romantic but nonetheless misguided attestation, I responded…

  • A Different Light

    The alarm sounded and the brain of this Parkinson’s host fought the notion of a new reality, different from the one soundly brewing in dreamland. Almost without thinking the morning routine of medication, a doggie run, a coffee brew, and another quiet time reading and reflecting was engaged. Today’s agenda had me driving in the…

  • A Different Seed

    Unwanted, unplanned, and unwelcomed sleep disturbance has come to visit recently. Its arrival has been coincidental (as opposed to attributed to) with some odd changes in the weather. It has not been uncommon for a mid-summer’s dream weather to be overtaken by a winter’s freeze snap or for a bright sunny day to be whisked…

  • A Life Giving Cycle

    Filled with blossoms and buds the forest touts its regeneration with shades of green and yellow. Cool overcast skies surrender its burdensome water as droplets of rain descend indiscriminately on all that lies below. Some of the rendering penetrates the thirsty soil while some joins the fluid of the running stream. Still other droplets target…

  • A Heaping Helping

    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…

  • Coping

    By: Cathy Garrott Some days I do far better at coping with the frustrations of life with PD than I do other days. I guess that’s just a part of normal life. What used to be, is what I considered normal, but all of that has changed. And now I have a new normal to…

  • Dealing with Disappointments

    By: Cathy Garrott We have so many appointments in life and often have trouble remembering them all, but we seem to have no trouble remembering the disappointments. They drag us down and ruin our mood … often making us “not so pleasant” company. Disappointments come when we do not get something we think we need,…

  • A Full Tank

    Stars glisten in the pre-dawn sky as the rowdy rooster cockles his morning song announcing his reign this day. Crisp air fills the lungs as we gaze in awe at the magnificence of God’s creation seen from the deck of the old farmhouse. Gracie the Golden Retriever charges frantically forward as she races around the…