There are two types of people, those that stay and those that leave. I am a ‘leaver’. Every Spring and every Fall I need to leave. I am migratory. This year the need has started early. It is already a tight knot in my stomach that hurts. It hurts just so damn bad.
I have no choice now but to stay where I am. After 30+ years with M.S. my body is no longer up to migration. However my soul still has the need and I still desperately want to leave. I don’t even care where I leave for, I – just – need – to – leave.