Well, here we are. Floating around in the web-sphere slightly unsure as to how we got here…
But I’m delighted to be sharing my perspective on what it means to live with Parkinson’s and juggle a normalish life.
That sounds as dull as other people’s holiday Instagram. #holidayvibes #soblessed 🤮
Anyway, the issue is how to begin these letters just as beginning my Twitter feed caused some worries.
I’ll tell you what I wish to happen here: To grace your inbox with witty, insightful and very grownup adult*, bordering on brilliant letters. From which you grow to understand the everyday challenges faced by a sufferer of Parkinson’s disease.
You’ll laugh, you’ll cry…it will change your life.
Reality dictates it will be rants about getting lids off things, comforting the rescue collie when she gets bullied by flies and some frustrations at teenagers and endless laundry. Oh, and there will be swearing and wine.
There. With your expectations fully dashed do enjoy the future issues.
*adult: somewhat debatable.
Emma xx
P.S. I really need some more friends who love to drink wine, swear discuss highbrow literature. Forward to your friends or arch-nemesis.