Giving Up Is Not an Option: I Still Have Purpose

Giving Up Is Not an Option: I Still Have Purpose

I discovered this quote a while ago and found it to be inspiring: “It is impossible to be satisfied with existence once you have tasted purpose.”

When you have Parkinson’s disease, it can sometimes feel as if you’re merely existing and no longer have a purpose. Your hopes and dreams have vanished. Your desire to change the world has faded, your ambition has waned, and the goals that once kept you moving forward seem unimportant.

But despite the tough days, when motivation is lacking, and clouds hover overhead, you still seek purpose. You want to matter. But it’s hard when it seems as if others see you as an invalid, unable to do anything for yourself, never mind someone else.

In my younger days, I was busy all the time. I felt that I had purpose. My husband and I raised three children. I ran a small business while teaching in a garden lab at my children’s elementary school and holding a Bible study group. Then we moved.

I overcame the loneliness of living in a new town. I started a new job, taught Bible studies, and directed children’s choirs. I coordinated women’s retreats and got involved with other community activities. I loved it.

Then I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s

It didn’t happen suddenly, but when it did, I began to lose my sense of purpose. I questioned my value. Was I contributing to life or taking from it? Could I help make life better for someone else or was I merely existing? 

Just when you feel that giving up could be a viable option, a blessing falls from the heavens and stops your heart from breaking.

What’s your purpose?

Four years after my diagnosis with Parkinson’s disease, my first grandchild was born, and I received the blessing of being able to care for her almost every day. Her smiles took my mind off my tremors. Her desire to play in the park and go shopping kept me active even when I thought that I couldn’t move. I realized I had more reserves in my storage tank. I still had purpose.

Now I often watch my 4-year-old grandson. His giggles make me forget my pain and other symptoms. Or perhaps I choose to ignore the pain. Having a sense of purpose can make a big difference. 

Maybe your purpose is to bestow smiles, encourage someone with kindness, or sit with them in their grief. Your contribution doesn’t have to be significant, but if you think about it, a smile is a precious thing and more meaningful than we realize.

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Sherri was diagnosed with Young Onset Parkinson’s disease over fifteen years ago. She can be found working in her garden, going for walks, taking pictures, or reading books to her three favorite grandkids. Taking life somewhat slower, and perhaps with guarded steps, but she’s not giving in.
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Sherri was diagnosed with Young Onset Parkinson’s disease over fifteen years ago. She can be found working in her garden, going for walks, taking pictures, or reading books to her three favorite grandkids. Taking life somewhat slower, and perhaps with guarded steps, but she’s not giving in.

10 comments

  1. Carmen Latimer says:

    Thank you so much Sherri; I really needed to hear this! It’s been a tough summer for my husband Willie and our four children. On June 25th. my husband ( while riding his bike on a bike trail) was hit by a young woman (she was riding in the opposing lane and racing with her friend, yelling at people to keep up or get out of the way) she swerved into my husband’s lane and he had no chance to react. The force of the impact stopped his heart. He was incredibly fortunate in that another young woman, who happened to be a PA, was riding behind him. With the help of another bystander they were able to revive my husband and keep him alive until EMT could get there. We spent the next 2 months in the hospital; Willie suffered a traumatic brain injury and had to have major reconstructive surgery as every bone in his face was broken. He has made a remarkable recovery and we are so thankful.
    I was diagnosed with young -onset Parkinson’s 7 years ago and was often questioning my worth/ value. Now I know how precious every second is; especially time spent with loved ones. My dear mother-in-law Elfriede had passed a few weeks before the accident; we think she must have been Willie’s guardian angel that day.

    • Oh my gosh Carmen – what a difficult experience you all have been through! So much stress and hardship and grief… Yes, indeed, you had a guardian angel looking out for your husband and all of you! I hope the stress hasn’t done more damage as far as the PD goes. I will be praying for you… what a story!

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