No filters. I am thinner than I have been since I stopped growing when I was 21. But I still have a Fat Kid inside. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 43. Copyright 2021 Once a fat kid, always a fat kid. If you were ever a fat kid, you know what I mean. You know … Continue reading Once a Fat Kid, Always a Fat Kid
Let's celebrate Parkinson's Awareness Month! A little late. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 42. Copyright 2021 I almost let the waning hours of Parkinson's Awareness Month get by without a comment. If you're reading this blog, you're aware of Parkinson's Disease. The title is Life through the Lens of Parkinson's, after all. I usually write … Continue reading Yay, Parkinson’s! Still
This rose bush took a while to bloom. It inspired me a while back. I rediscovered what I wrote back then, and I'm inspired again. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 41. Copyright 2021 I didn't plant the rose garden outside my front door. I tried tending it by myself, but the weeds had more stamina … Continue reading Blooming
The only painting I've done since the pandemic started was to put a pair of jeans on The Boy. He's the only one in this house who has worn hard pants. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 40. Copyright 2021 Are you wearing pants? I wouldn’t normally ask, but it seems to be a thing now—a … Continue reading Are you wearing pants?
I press buttons all day long. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 38. Copyright 2020 I was only a toddler when The Jetsons debuted. I think I learned the theme song lyrics while I was learning to talk. Meet George Jetson, His boy Elroy, Daughter Judy, Jane, his wife… Jane was the one who was pretty … Continue reading The Jetsons got it right
My walker is a wheelbarrow, wagon, dessert cart, shopping cart, magic carpet... When I am behind my walker, the world looks more manageable. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 37. Copyright 2020 I had placed my walker between the car and the garage while I reached into the hatchback for one of the big, juicy watermelons … Continue reading Watermelons and the Walker Tango
By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 36 Copyright 2020 My painting says more than my words are able to. I call it Life Through the Lens of Parkinson's.
My son's wedding has me nostalgic for mine. Our chubby bride and groom cake topper has lasted through 36 years and 13 moves. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog 34. Copyright 2020 The Boy got married today. The day was perfect for an outdoor wedding, blue skies peeking through dramatic rolling clouds, a little breeze teasing … Continue reading The Boy Gets Married
This motorized cart crossed a line with me in it. Note: I'm running out of previously-posted entries. Here's a new one. By Teresa Swartz Roberts 27. Copyright 2019 Outta my way, Monkey Fighters! I crossed a line. I went into a big-box store and marched up to the motorized cart parked by the door, and … Continue reading Outta my way, Monkey Fighters!
Perfectionism is not all it's cracked up to be. I admire imperfection. By Teresa Swartz Roberts Blog post 16. Copyright 2017 There is something wrong with perfection. I wrote this sentence a few years ago as a discussion topic for honors students in their first year of college. I've grown to believe it … Continue reading A Perfect Storm