Allison: John 10:10

Down, down, down the trail went towards the small Oregon town of Banks. We were riding the state bike “rail to trail” which is located between Banks and Vernonia, Oregon.  Gliding at 15 mph kept me in control because if I went any faster, I would  not be able to respond quick enough to avoid the bumps in the road. The bumps caused my feet and bottom to lose contact with my recumbent trike and when I regained contact I hit hard and IT HURT! I heard a voice from behind, it was Charlie calling out to me.  “10:10” A smile came across my face.  Why? The backstory first.

 

Yesterday we rode to Vernonia. The trail was different in that after you caught the trail from the campground you cycled down through a set of tight switchbacks  and then climbed steeply up the other side of the  canyon with another’s set of tight switchbacks. After that hard climbing was several miles of level and  plain-fun riding through a beautiful forest. When we arrived in the smallish town, we were hungry. Asking local people for the  hotspot is always a good idea.  We were directed to Main Street where several coffee shops and diners enjoyed by locals and visitors alike.  We chose one, parked our bikes and sat outside at an umbrellaed table.

 

In small towns there seems to be more time. We had questions for our waitress, and she didn’t rush off.  This was her first day of work at this restaurant.  She was an elementary education major from Hawaii, with hopes to get a master’s degree in English as a second language.

We loitered at this restaurant for over an hour after we had finished eating.  Finally, I stood up and grabbed my trekking poles and Charlie followed suit be standing and turning towards his bike.

 Then, a woman appeared at our table.  Where she had come from, I wasn’t sure, but learned later she was taking a shortcut through on the way home from the store when she  joined relatives at the table next to us.    

And suddenly  without announcement she was at our table.

“How come he gets to ride a bike and you have to walk with those sticks?” I pointed over to my trike: “There’s my ride” I just use the sticks to walk.

We talked while standing up for a while, then sat down and talked more.  All this time no one asked us to leave the tables.

She revealed that she had blown an interview for a teaching position due to her nervousness.  We talked about interviews and tricks to deal with anxiety.   Then she told me why she wanted the job, it was with a challenging level of students.  She explained that she felt a connection with this class, as she had been troubled herself.  She said she also had experienced addiction issues, but not anymore.  I asked how she overcame her addictions and she responded John 10:10.   “I have come that you may have life.”

I didn’t even know her name, yet in two hours she had told me the story of how she was still alive. One little piece of scripture had saved her.  Every time she was tempted, she said “John 10:10 I have come that you might have life”.

She finally told me her name is Allison.  She told me she is happy with her new life.  She is 5 years sober. I didn’t get her last name, her address or anything to identify her.  I  gave her my card and told her “It’s up to you if you want to talk to me more.”

We hugged each other “goodbye”, she held tight, and I held on a bit longer that usual, just to let her know that I really meant it.

Everyone has a story.  If you take the time to listen to a stranger’s story, you get to decide  if  it is a treasure or a lump  of coal.  I have told my share of “lump of coal” stories.   And now I only tell stories as truth.

I believe Allison’s story.  It could have all been made  up.  But it was not. She is a treasure more beautiful than gold.

The grin on my face must have seemed strange to oncoming bicyclists. We try to keep our mouths closed to bugs!  But I was thinking of Allison who gained her life back with  a short scripture.   John 10:10

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life and have it to the full.

Allison had 5 years into her new life.  I  had 13 years away from my old life and felt I was going  down, down, down  even faster than  my trike took me on the  trail.

I needed to breathe again.  John 10:10

Parkinson’s is the thief.  But we choose if and what we let it steal.

I stole back these past few tough months Parkinson’s stole away from me by riding like a crazy woman for 88 miles through beautiful old growth forest. 

John 10:10

It  makes me smile.

Published by Carol Clupny, author The Ribbon of Road Ahead: One Woman's Remarkable Journey with Parkinson's Disease

I am a middle aged woman with Parkinson's Disease. When I was first diagnosed I spent a lot of time researching the disease. Seeing a video of a man in the advanced stages of the disease attempting to get out of his chair and then "freezing" as he tried to walk across the room got me off my butt and moving. Great adventures on the Camino de Santiago and with TEAM Pedaling for Parkinson's across IOWA, as well as the day to day adventures of life have lead me to writing. My first novel, a memoir, was published early 2019. It is called, you got it THE RIBBON OF ROAD AHEAD. Living with the degenerative neurological disease Parkinson's, ULTREIA is a word that guides me. I have chosen it as the name of my business ULTREIA BOOKS. It comes from Latin and old French and means "unfailing courage". In the old days, pilgrims would call "Ultreïa" to each other as encouragement "Go up, go further!" Nowadays we would say "You can do this thing". It takes courage to live with Parkinson's. May I face each day with unfailing courage. Ab Here is more about me; I was living an active lifestyle riding horses, hiking, climbing and snow skiing when at age fifty I was diagnosed with Parkinsons. Retiring from my career as a speech-language pathologist I decided to “take to the road” to battle the disease. My first steps, walking out her door to the mailbox, lead to trekking over 1000 miles of pilgrimage trails on the Camino de Santiago in France and Spain. A dusty bike discovered in the garage resulted in four rides on the Des Moines Register’s Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa with the Pedaling for Parkinsons Team. These adventures inspired me to write a memoir The Ribbon of Road Ahead: One Woman’s Remarkable Journey with Parkinson’s Disease. I blogs about my everyday life as a middle-aged woman in the mid-stages of Parkinson’s disease. My honest, humorous, and casual narrative style brings the reader to an intimate understanding of my resilience and acceptance. My blog, sharing the name of my book ”The Ribbon of Road Ahead” can be found at www.ultreiablog.org After completing a Masters of Science in Speech Pathology from Eastern Washington University I received certification in School Leadership and Administration from Lewis and Clark College. I provided speech pathology services and later became a program director completing 32 years in the wide geographic expanse of eastern Oregon. Active in the Oregon Speech-Language and Hearing Association I received honors of the association and the presidential award for work on recruitment and retention of speech and hearing professionals. Il presented numerous papers and projects at local, state and regional professional conferences. I was appointed by Governor Ted Kulongoski to two terms of the Oregon Board of Examiners of Speech Pathology and Audiology, the state’s licensing and consumer protection agency. Since my diagnosis in 2008, I has become active in the Parkinson’s community as an advocate, an Ambassador for the Davis Phinney Foundation and support group facilitator for Parkinson's Resources of Oregon. I was appointed the regional patient representative for the Parkinson's Foundation’s Women with PD TALK study. In September of 2019 the Michael J Fox Foundation selected me to participate in the Parkinson’s Policy Forum in Washington DC. As an attendee at the World Parkinson Congress in 2016 in Portand, Oregon, I presnted a poster session examining the decision making process for patients considering deep brain stimulation. At the 2019 WPC in Kyoto, Japan I presented a poster on vision concerns of women with PD and lead small group discussions. Myr book The Ribbon of Road Ahead has provided many speaking opportunities for Carol. In 2019 and early 2020 she visited 24 support groups in Washington, Idaho, Oregon and California to share her thoughts on living well with the disease. In addition, she has presented talks for The Center on Aging in San Francisco, Parkinson's Place in Las Vegas, Northwest Parkinson's Foundation in Richland WA and virtually through their HOPE online program. In late 2020 I rejuvenated her voice and narrated her book. It became available as an audio book in 2021. As part of this project I read stories over the airwaves on RadioParkies Australia with DJ Madonna and in Great Britain with DJ Johnny Parky. She and her husband Charlie have two adult sons. They live on a small hobby farm in eastern Oregon. Contact Information: Carol Clupny PO BOX 128, Hermiston, OR 97838 caclupny@gmail.com (541) 720-4256

2 thoughts on “Allison: John 10:10

  1. Great food for thought, Carol……and I’ll be praying for a perfect job for Allison! She deserves the chance to do great things.

  2. Hi Carol, you did it! You really wrote about me on your blog! Just like you said you were going to do! Thank you!

    You have inspired me to begin writing! You might not remember this part of our conversation in Vernonia, so I will remind you and let your readers know. I want to write a story about Sarahs aunts – from Sarah, Plain and Tall. Her three aunts who live near her in Maine wear silk dresses and no shoes. SILK DRESSES and NO SHOES! Are they witches? Warning mid-west family, Sarah may not be what you think she is! I keep trying to imagine these three aunts more like fairy god-mothers, but three witches keep coming up in my spirit.

    Just a few clarifications about my sobriety. I’ve been sober a little over 5 years and plan on keeping it that way for the rest of my life! I let the thief rob from me for almost 35 years by believing lies about myself and booze helped me accept those lies.

    The thief comes in all forms. Addiction, disease, defeat, depression, isolation, shame, regret. All of these are lies.

    The Truth is, Jesus has come for us to choose life!
    Healing is ours through Jesus, Right Now!
    Be Shalom
    Be Healed
    Be Whole
    It’s a gift!

    Love you and thank you for sharing me with your readers.

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