There it was, “dad's test results" the subject line of an unopened email. I quickly read through, skimming to the bottom and then I saw it, “consistent with Parkinson’s disease.” I knew it was a possibility, but the kind of possibility that they are required to warn you about but never becomes reality. My dad has Parkinson’s disease. I thought my life was over because I thought his life was over. I. Was. Crushed.  Fast forward three years, and I’m happy to say that the world didn’t end that night. Although, I guess I wouldn’t say it’s been easy. What has made the biggest impact was getting involved with the Parkinson’s Group of the Ozarks (PGO). My dad first started going to Rock Steady Boxing where I’ve had the honor of being the Mickey to his Rocky. Seeing other families dealing with Parkinson’s gave me some peace. Through Rock Steady, my mom became involved in more activities through the Parkinson’s Group of the Ozarks. As she started to volunteer, learn and grow in the group, she invited me to events. My mom then joined the PGO board. I’ve now volunteered for the Pound the Pavement for Parkinson’s 5K, the Parkinson’s Resource Fair, and Trivia Night through graphic design. You might see some of my work on the PGO Facebook!  There are a ton of ways to volunteer. You don’t need additional training or experience with Parkinson’s, simply come as you are and use your natural talents. Simply showing up with a desire to help goes far. Volunteering won’t change your loved one’s diagnosis, but it helps take your power back. Volunteering can help turn your anger, fear and sadness into action. Volunteering is also a great way to help memorialize your loved one. And, although I was asked to write about volunteering, I really have to put the spotlight on my dad. He’s doing it. Living with Parkinson’s and still managing to be the best husband, dad, and papa. That’s why I volunteer.