The Acceptance.

I forget about it, when I wear my heels and  party,

I forget about it, when I wake up once or twice to feed my baby

I forget about it, when I go  up & down the stairs a million times

I forget about it, when I sit in front of the butsudaan and pray

I forget about it, when everyone treats me like I don't have  it

I forget about it, when a I take a selfie and  smile at the camera.

But,

I can't forget  about it,when my leg is numb and I don't know how to make it better

I can't  forget about it, when my body is in pain and I have no energy to lift up my finger

I can't forget about it, when sitting and praying seems so difficult

I can't forget about it, when tears flow down my cheeks knowing I can't undo it

I can't forget about it, when I have to explain this indescribable feeling

I can't forget about it, when I stand in front of the mirror, knowing I am fighting an invisible disease.

But,

I will never forget what MS and parenting has taught me, which is  to carry on with patience,love and an Armor of courage, hope and prayers. Armor of a warrior of a fighter and acceptance.

Make the sunshine