Another Gift from Jo Ann

My Mom Had Multiple Sclerosis And It Screwed Up My Whole Family.. This Not Just Her Story; It Is My Family’S Story About How We All Coped With My Mom’S Progressive Condition In Our Own Different Ways. One Was Ashamed And Fled—He Was My Father. One Only Came To Help Once A Week—She Was My Grandmother. Several Only Came To Visit Once A Year—They Were My Mom’S Two Closest Friends My Aunt My Uncle And My Cousins. Two Had To Stay For The Long Hard Road That Lay Before Them—That Was My Brother And Me.. I’Ve Kept A Journal All My Life. It Wasn’T To Keep Track Of My Heartaches And Childish Thoughts. It Was To Give Me A Place To Vent Everything I Was Going Through. I Used Some Of My Journal Entries To Write This Book. I Wanted Others To Know That Not Only Did My Brother And I Survive The Difficulties Of Our Turbulent Childhood Because Of This Horrific Disease That Our Mom Had But We Actually Came Out Of It Stronger More Well-Adjusted People Because Of It. By Sharing My Story I Am Simply Letting Others Know That They Are Not Alone.