Jumbling thoughts in my head. I laid down for a nap this afternoon, and the words for this blog post jigged around my head. Instead of sleeping, or getting up to type, I played around on Facebook. Now as I sit here ready to type the post, I can't find the words.
Does a person with a chronic disease make any less or more of a parent? Why should having MS deter someone from being a parent? Do children of people living with a chronic disease suffer for a lack of physical involvement or even love?
These are questions that I ask myself.
This is how I answer those questions...
At some point in their life, doesn't every child (when not seeing their parent as a Super Hero),wish their mom or dad looked different, or did something different?
There is more to life than swings, skipping ropes, bicycles, and swimming pools.
Listening is important.
Perspective is important.
Patience is important.
Having MS makes life different for Jason and I. We aren't your average couple. Adjustments have to be made. Our eyes need to be wide open. Our ways and days need to be flexible.
In my brain, earlier today, this post was much more eloquent, thorough, and thought provoking. But it is the best that I can do right now.