I don't know about you, but 2017 has been a particularly challenging year so the thought of a bright and shiny new year is intoxicating. Although I realize that 2018 will not be much different in the realm of MS for me, I can always hope. One thing I have come realize is that I control the direction of my MS more than anyone or any thing else. No, I cannot control the progression of the disease, but my attitude lies solely in my own hands. Recently I have kind of lost the motivation to assume the drivers seat in conducting this silent symphony of neurological drama. I have abandoned my morning exercise routine, I have consumed far too much processed sugar, and I allow tears to rule my world. Because my resolutions as with most of Americans normally fall moot very quickly, I will NOT claim to become super woman in 2018. I am not going to promise to adhere to the rules of promised physical and mental perfection. My bikini body will remain the same as it is and I most likely will
Lisa A. McCombs: Award Winning Author, MS Warrior,Reviewer of Books,Public Speaker