Parkinson’s has stolen my voice and I’m taking it back.

The addictive quality of technology can wreak havoc on your morning routine…

One year ago, I posted my first blog and it marked a new beginning for me as a writer…

A recent bout of dehydration has been a poignant reminder of my struggle with Parkinson’s.

A few weeks ago, my new disabled parking permit arrived. Up until recently, I had adamantly resisted it.

It can be difficult to raise the bar for oneself when there is no particular motivation to do so… but sometimes there are silver linings in difficult times.

Improv and Parkinson’s would seem like an oxymoron. After all “quick on your feet” is not exactly the image one would conjure when thinking of someone with Parkinson’s…

On April 23, I attended the Parkinson’s Unity Walk. It was the first time in 3 years since the last Unity Walk was held due to the pandemic.

Today, on World Parkinson’s Day, I marvel at the breadth and creativity of global advocacy that defines the Parkinson’s community.

I can taste the sweet satisfaction of a dream seen through. Yes, I took back my trip to Joshua Tree National Park. It was a truly amazing experience.

When we embrace Winter as a time of hibernation, reassessing, and connecting with family and oneself, the cold frigid air can be our friend.

The biggest lesson that Parkinson’s disease has taught me that Covid-19 drove home: Seize the day. You can’t get back time.

My insights from the Face-to-Face Parkinson’s Town Hall event in Manhattan in December, the first Parkinson’s event organized by Mediflix.

My daughter Zoe delves into the characteristics of three important relationships for a person living with Parkinson’s disease.

Sometimes I feel tired. Exhausted by our fight. I wonder how I’ll get the energy to keep ahead of your progression. I have decided we need a new way of communicating.

The shame and stigma of having Parkinson’s disease has followed me through my journey.