Michael

Michael is really the only person I am naming in my journal. I can't not name him, he is an integral part of what is going on.

I know that I can never truly know what this experience is like for him, as he can't really know what it is like for me. We work hard on communication and talking about our feelings. We know that we may need people other than each other to help us through. I have had such an outpouring of support from family and a large group of friends in all parts of the country. Michael has a much smaller family and group of friends. I sometimes think that he is not getting the amount of support and attention he needs and deserves.

He is not a blog writer. We have learned that we process things very differently from each other. We are continuing down the path of those little understandings that will help us get through this journey.

I told Michael that he should have run when I told him I have MS after our first date. He says that he is glad he didn't. That other experiences in his life have prepared him for whatever lies ahead. I know that those experiences are what helped to make him who he is today and part of why I love him.

I just don't want him to get forgotten in all this. It's all so complicated. He may be prepared for this but I don't know that I am.