Rough Weekend

Rough weekend. I can't go into it here, but something terrible has happened in my family, and I've been so worried and stressed. All weekend, every time I started to relax and cheer up, the phone would ring and it would start all over. Of course, Old Man Parkinson is taking this opportunity to drag me down and turn me into his puppet. Ironically, one of the things that having PD has taught me is that you can't let these things get you down. You just need to do everything you reasonably can, and then "turn over" the stuff you can't do anything about.

Doing better now; I think of the words of one of my favorite songs, and it always helps:

SMILE
Words by John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons
Music by Charlie Chaplin (really!)

Smile, though you're heart is aching.
Smile, even though it's breaking.
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow,
Smile, and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through
for you.

Light up your face with gladness,
Hide every trace of sadness,
although a tear may be ever so near.
That's the time you must keep on trying,
Smile; what's the use of crying?
You'll see that life is still worthwhile
if you'll just smile.