About me

I have been writing poetry and stories since I was a child, and a love of reading was instilled in me from an early age. I am passionate about writing, and hope you enjoy the books I have written. Whilst most of you sleep soundly in your beds, like many Parkinson’s patients, insomnia dictates, so during those hours that sleep eludes me, the house is tranquil and quiet, an atmosphere perfect to immerse myself in writing. My life has been a series of strange events, which have without doubt contributed to my creativity. To publish anything is to bear one’s soul to the world. It is to stand naked and let everyone see who you really are. I have poured my heart and soul out on paper and I hope to share this journey, immersing you in a story, capturing your attention and firing the imagination. Through my writing and public speaking I hope to bring greater awareness to the general public about living with chronic disease.

Friday, September 7, 2012

It’s Friday again

Friday is my favourite day of the week, because it’s the beginning of the weekend, and a day that I get to spend with my husband. The weeks and months fly by so fast, the summer is drawing to an end and here we are, already in September. Life is awfully short, so make the most out of each moment, don’t put off tomorrow what you can do today, and if you get a chance to spend time with people you love, jump at it. I spent quality time with someone special yesterday, having lunch together we chatted away a few hours. Being with people who make you feel good and that you enjoy their company is like a dose of good medicine. Have a wonderful weekend wherever you are and enjoy, relax and have some fun. Here is a poem I wrote in the early hours of the morning whilst you were all peacefully sleeping in your beds (unless you too have Parkinson's and find yourself awake half the night!). Just think of all the Parkinson's patients awake around the world, if we could somehow get together, we could have a global party!
It takes but a thought, an original idea,
Setting in motion, wheels begin to turn,
Aspirations and ambitions born,
Following our dreams we yearn.
But when chronically ill,
Your path is not clear,
To find reason or rhyme,
Hope answers will appear.
There’s always a silver lining,
No matter how thin it may be,
That if you look closely,
Something unexpected you’ll see.
Written by Elaine Benton © 2012

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