Ten years later, I am rebuilding and finding myself once more. I am back to the regimen that regained my health, despite what medical practitioners say to the contrary. After all, they said for more than two decades that I had MS. Now they say, while there is no doubt that I have a degenerative neurological disease, it’s not MS. After all the injections and meds that came with the diagnosis of MS, I’m now left with no meds and no support system. I think I’ll listen to my body first, to them second. My track record is far better than theirs.
Ten years later, I am building a career as an author, as a publisher, and a sometimes illustrator. I am also part of a growing community of talented, passionate, amazing women who have filled my life with love, laughter, and support. The energy that surrounds our gatherings is electric, sizzling with spirit and possibility.
Ten years later, my children have grown into the amazing adults I always knew they would be. It is thrilling to see where they will take their inherent talents and gifts, and how they will shape the world around them. For all who fear the future, I say look at who follows us and rejoice. Those I know in the next generation are being handed a world torn and ravaged by fear and hate, and yet they are strong enough to change that.
Ten years later, my heart has been broken yet again and, yet, it has hope. Nothing and no one will change that. Try as they might, and try they have, my heart still believes in love.
Ten years later, I am finding peace in my own skin, new paths to take every single day, and joy in each moment. I’m still standing and I draw the line here… as Jean-Luc Picard says “This far, and no further”… and I am setting long-overdue boundaries. I have things to do, dreams to realize, and no more time for nonsensical drama. Come along, walk beside me… let’s see how far we can go.