Visually I imaging dropping my old, icky MS symptoms, as the leaves fall. What am I tired of? What do I need to do for my MS to improve?
he dry, delicate rain of dying leaves, my mind imagines how these individual aspects of being area alling, only to be replaced with fresh new life at a later time. This is the visual I want for my MS: shedding the leaves of old knowing that new, fresh life will occur.