I Might Have Skipped Class, But I

Turning Fully Toward The Glass, I Consider What I See. This Reflected Version Of Myself, Wet, Shaking, Rumpled, Pinched, And Slightly Stoop, Would Be Alarming Were It Not For The Self-satisfied Expression Pasted Across My Face. I Would Ask The Obvious Question, 'what Are You Smiling About?' But I Already Know The Answer: 'it Just Gets Better From Here.'

He Gave Life To The Breath- Oxygen, A Simple Gas, He Transferred Into Words, Ideas, Hope.

You Suffer The Blow, But You Capitalize On The Opportunity Left In Its Wake.

I Believe That The Majority Of Times The Scale Tilts Toward The Good. It's This Amazing Thing That Rolls On And If We Get In The Flow Of It, That's God. And If We Fight It, If We Swim The Other Way, We're Swimming Away From The Purest Expression Of This Life.

In Fact, Parkinson's Has Made Me A Better Person. A Better Husband, Father And Overall Human Being.