This week I’m experiencing a melding of grief and grace. Grief: My multiple sclerosis is progressing a bit. I’m a little more unsteady, my left leg feels weaker, it’s buckling at times. A disheartening reality of a progressive chronic disease. Why me? Sorry me. What’s my future look like? Grace: I accept what is. I’m weaker. My energy is unflagging. My mind is strong. Music is god sent. My family fills my heart. I’ve meaningful work. I’m writing to you.
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