I decided to take a late dinner and I was sitting at a table by myself when a couple, around my age, asked to join me. We spoke of their farm, now being run by their son; how long we each had lived in the manor; where I was from. You know, small talk and it was during this talk that I confessed to having Parkinson's.
A soft "Me too". The lady had PD but the only noticeable symptom was her barely discernible voice.
EUREKA!!!!!
I now know how people hear me and I intend to get my voice up to, or near 50 decibels
I hope get to know the couple and to share their table frequently. I will offer help to my sister in PD.
When I arose, she looked into my eyes and said, "Somebody (God?) sent me to this table today".
I am enough of a believer to believe. Someone is looking over us.
Amen
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