Ode to MS

I used to think I had control of my life, when in reality I don't. My step mother passed this week. She lived a long life and made it to 90. She has been in my life since I was two. For a step mother, she went above and beyond to be the best. She loved me as if I were her very own. I loved her the same. She was my friend too. We had this connection and she understood me. I will miss you MS. I love you.