keeping up
I came across this today from another MS sparkler. I figured I’d let someone else give the words today.
Keeping up is exhausting. I’m finding it harder to say “Hey, I’m alive!” because to be honest, I feel terrible. I need to come to terms with the fact that my body doesn’t snap back in the same ways it once did but, it will so long as I give it the rest it screams for. My biggest fear yet is simply admitting that. I know these cards were not handed for me to suffer, but to soar.
Amen to soaring.
Love, Eliz
