Saw a sweet couple on the station – both of them good looking and hip in t-shirts and jeans, probably in their early sixties, but both of them with the walking sticks and tremors that speak of Parkinson’s disease. They seemed in the throes of new love, nuzzling each other, cuddling and laughing intimately. It came into my head that they might have met at Parkinson’s rehab class at the nearby hospital. Where there’s life there’s hope!
Happy Valentine’s Day to all my friends!