Everyone is Different Coping with Parkinsons disease

This is not a technical summation of Parkinson's disease. Nor is it a "How to" guide. This is a true story of how Parkinson's disease affected a man and his family. This is a ten year journey through Parkinson's disease.
When Jack was diagnosed, it was frightening as no professional could answer our inquiries regarding what we should expect. The common answer was "Everyone is Different."
Jack and I were a team. We worked together on every project we took on. We were totally compatible and deeply in love. Ours was a second marriage for both of us. We looked forward to my retirement. We had already traveled to Europe twice and to Hawaii. Therefore, travel was not in our plan, just a relaxing quiet comfortable retirement with lazy days. Jack was already retired. He kept up the house and yard while I was at work. He eagerly waited for me to get home from work at 6 p.m. In the summer, he had iced tea poured for me, sitting on the end table between our two recliners. In the winter, it was a highball waiting and a roaring fire in the fireplace. He frequently asked me if I knew how much he loved me. I felt safe and comfortable with him.