Living with MS: ‘Even the broken and damaged can be beautiful’

I have observed that life has felt heavy for many people throughout our community. I am reminded of Sisyphus — the mythological character forced to roll a boulder up a hill day after day after day.  

We all carry the weight of our boulders as we trudge through rainy weather and the equally dreary post-pandemic world that still feels surreal on most days. 

The only difference between us and Sisyphus is that our boulders…