Yes, There Really Is a ME!

MS is not who I am, it is what I have.

MS does not define me but is a small part of the kaleidoscope of who is Cindy.

My spirit has not diminished, it still shines as bright as the northern star.

Look up and see the shining me.

When you look at me as I cross the street,

you do not see me.

You might  see a woman needing help to cross the road when the light turns green.

You do not see the mother who has just hugged her little boy goodbye as he climbed onto the yellow school bus.

You do not see the woman who has just spent a night of sexual intimacy and bliss with her partner.

The giving of pleasure, the whispers of I love you.

You did not see the first fluttering of my eyelids as my spirit known in this world as Cindy greeted this new day.

Turn the kaleidoscope, you just might see me.

Cindy Lee

December 9, 2012