I lose sometimes, I make really dumb painful mistakes. I hurt myself, but after all is said and done I brush the dirt off, pick myself up off the ground, wipe away my tears and laugh. Laugh at myself, The situation, the panicked look on peoples face. It is just another day. Relapsing Remitting ms(RRms) tried to break me again and it lost. Until the day I pass it will keep trying no matter what I do. Again and again it tries, and again and again and again I will brush the dust off. Pull myself to my feet, and laugh. Take a step and move forward along my very long ms life path. Twenty years so far and I expect another twenty or thirty, I like “YOU” are better stronger more resilient than ms ever thought we were. Others may break under the relentless pressure of this illness. That is okay because “YOU” and I are different. We CAN We WILL We COPE with everything that our RRms hurls at us.
Within us burns a fire that burns brighter each day. A fire that flows through our body and gives us the strength that we need. The strength we need to take that next step, to keep walking forward along our ms life path.
Royce
it is a pleasure to know you and a joy to walk with you
