Rick Seaholm 
In the tranquil setting of Truro, nestled at the tip of Cape Cod, amidst the gentle lapping of waves and the soft glow of dawn, I found myself immersed in a moment of profound awareness—a moment that would inspire reflection on the nature of self-awareness and the power of acceptance.
As the morning sun painted the sky with hues of gold, I embarked on a ritual of vigorous exercise, a regular feaeture of living with Parkinson’s Disease. Yet, it was not the physical exertion alone that captured my attention but rather the introspective journey that accompanied it.
With each step along the sandy shoreline, I was reminded of the fleeting nature of time and the importance of cherishing moments of self-care and reflection. In the embrace of nature’s splendor, I found himself engaging in a yoga routine—a practice cultivated during the pandemic lockdowns.
Yet, amidst the tranquility of the beach, I couldn’t escape the nagging self-consciousness that often accompanies life with Parkinson’s—the pervasive sense of being scrutinized, judged, and misunderstood.
But then, I decided instead to think, simply, who cares?