While my children completed yet another year of their schooling and are absorbing the early days of their summer break, I have set out on some learning of my own.
I fell apart for a bit. Like in a bad way.
One sunny spring day I sat trembling in a doctors office as she tried her best way to tell me I have multiple sclerosis.
A disease I knew nothing about.
But I’m learning.
It affects everyone differently. For me it started with my vision and some hand arm coordination issues.
It brought me way down.
But here I am. Now. Today.
I am happy. I am grateful.
I have faith. And hope.
I have so many people to love.
Things are getting better every day.
I’m not afraid anymore.
I hesitated to blog about this. But it is me, a big part of me. The hardest thing I have been through ever.
People go through stuff, and I am going through this.
I can still take care of my family, I can dance and eat lobster.
I can sew and laugh and swing at the park.
It took a while for me to realize all this.
I am so grateful.