Within the limits of my illness I find some comfort. Oddly I am not even uncomfortable with the flaws my health has but rather see them as the flickering of a candle in a colored hurricane lamp, the lamp by itself is bright but it is the flame that commands the brilliant lights. I am more than colored glass but yet the flaws in each of us enhance our unique views on life. You have illnesses too, they just may not have the same kind of fancy names that mine have.
Multiple Sclerosis literally means many scars. I often wonder if the hurts that plague other people's souls could be considerd scars too. The mere act of living brings us closer to universal truths and the act of living leaves indelible traces on our hearts. Sometimes the sadness is overwhelming and other days I forget to be sad at all, on those days it is as if I have always been on top of the world in a winning stance.
Of course, being well versed on illnesses of all sorts, I start to worry that maybe I am obsessive-compulsive or manic-depressive; but alas, I am just human. The human reality is that all ranges of emotion are standard and reasonable....expected and savored like fine wine.
. .....Charley snoring........
Within the limits of my illness I find some comfort. Oddly I am not even uncomfortable with the flaws my health has but rather see them as the flickering of a candle in a colored hurricane lamp, the lamp by itself is bright but it is the flame that commands the brilliant lights. I am more than colored glass but yet the flaws in each of us enhance our unique views on life. You have illnesses too, they just may not have the same kind of fancy names that mine have.
Multiple Sclerosis literally means many scars. I often wonder if the hurts that plague other people's souls could be considerd scars too. The mere act of living brings us closer to universal truths and the act of living leaves indelible traces on our hearts. Sometimes the sadness is overwhelming and other days I forget to be sad at all, on those days it is as if I have always been on top of the world in a winning stance.
Of course, being well versed on illnesses of all sorts, I start to worry that maybe I am obsessive-compulsive or manic-depressive; but alas, I am just human. The human reality is that all ranges of emotion are standard and reasonable....expected and savored like fine wine.