01/16/2025
13 years of MS.. but 3 years of a really really hard time. you are allowed to grieve what you once had. not a day goes by that I don’t wish I could go for long walks, dance around on a beach effortlessly with my little ones, or even shower without needing a break. it’s been 3 years since ms took away my independency, and even though I’m grateful that it’s not worse than what it could be, I still grieve my old life. I’ve just learned that I have no choice but to keep going. I have fighting reasons and if I give up, it’ll affect my family. so now when I stumble, I just make it part of the dance. keep smyelin y’all!