About Me

I am an adult but still feel like a kid.  I am a daughter, big sister and wife.  I am obsessed with my family and think they are the greatest people on earth.  This is why I struggle because my mom has Multiple Sclerosis.  Because it is not fair.  I say it’s not fair over and over again but it gets me nowhere. 

My mom is a fighter.  My mom is my best friend.  She is the rock of our family.  Combined with my dad, she taught me everything I know about being a good person.  From her I also inherited my love for plans.  I love to plan things, I love discussing plans, I love plans.  This is also the other part of my problem.  My mom having MS, not part of the plan. 

No one handed me a manual the day I found out my mom had MS.  I am learning as I go and feel as though I am once again a student, except this time there is no graduation, no final exam, no summer vacation.  But through this blog I have decided there will be recess.  MS is not fun and dealing with it is not fun, but my hope is to begin to see life’s challenges in a positive way instead of a negative way.  Through a lens of optimism instead of pessimism. 

Welcome to MS Recess.

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14 thoughts on “About Me

  1. God Bless, you and your family, your tweets help me understand how hard it can be for our wonderful people, family and friends, to deal with this horrible affliction, that literally freezes us. My Faith has helped me a lot and my husband deserves a Purple Heart!

    • Hi There, Thank you for this wonderful compliment and comment. I so appreciate knowing you are out there reading and what I am saying resonates with you on some level. Faith is a huge part of it and something I am learning to lean more into during the hard moments. I love that you said your husband deserves a Purple Heart and believe the same could be said for my own Dad too. But that is real love and I feel thankful for being able to witness it day in and day out with my own parents. Thank you for this and for reading!

  2. I don’t know how you touched me more…as an ms’er or as a mom who has a daughter!I was pregnant with her when I was diagnosed so I’ve had it her whole life.I think it even makes our relationship special if you can imagine that. What I want most for her, and for you is to not worry. We’ll be fine. Your mom sounds like a wonderful woman who taught (and is teaching) you A LOT.Relax and enjoy your life with her. Enjoy your OWN life…don’t let that pass you by (she wouldn’t want that) I’ll be back to visit your blog often. I’m just leaning how to blog :)I blog about my MS and my family as well.Hang in there.

    • Thank you for this message! It means so much coming from someone who also has a daughter because there is an element to the relationship you get. I love how you said “we’ll be fine.” I could see my own Mom saying that to me too. I am glad you found this blog and I am looking forward to reading yours as well. Thank you for stopping by and for your comment!

    • Thank you for this compliment! It means so much to me that you are enjoying reading this blog. Hope to hear more from you in the future too!

  3. I am so glad to know that there are others dealing with the issues associated with caring for a loved one who is chronically ill or disabled. Sometimes it is so isolating to not fit into traditional societal norms. Married, yes part of a couple, no.

    • Thank you for stopping by and reading. It is difficult and something I don’t hear a lot of people openly talk about. I have met some wonderful people through this blog who have shared similar experiences or who can relate so I thank you for stopping by and thank you for reaching out!

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