Coming out of this flare has been fraught with self doubt, self recriminations, self loathing, self self self. It’s impossibly easy to wrap your self with negative emotions and thoughts.
We have two boys that are full of mischief and life, each with their own unique talents and strengths. And those boys are often the delivery agents of reality checks.
“Wow Mom, you made our room nice and neat! You take care of everything around here for us. You’re the best!”
Reality check delivered and cashed, thank you Alex.
Logically I know that where I’m at physically today will change, going up or down. MS is impolite with it’s capriciousness. Emotionally, sometimes, I’m human enough to need that outside reassurance that I’m enough. Enough of a wife, enough of a mother, enough of a friend.
Thought for the day; I’m not try to make things perfect, I’m trying to make things less imperfect.