I didn’t have MS when I used to come here as a child. Nowadays it’s hard to remember what that was like. Sometimes I daydream that if I moved back here I might not have it anymore.
And even though I know that’s not in any way possible, I still love dreamily watching my little family explore the rock pools in the distance whilst I sit and contemplate the ancient castle ruins behind me, without a single MS symptom to spoil my view.
It’s good to come home.
And it’s great to have a few quiet moments to re-feel how it felt all those years ago before MS started to attack my poor nervous system.
I love holiday daydreaming.
Now where’s that chocolate?
Happy Easter everyone x