As a fiction writer in the thriller genre, I often fill my pages by describing the worst of the human experience: Dread, sorrow, discomfort, pain, disability, humiliation. Sure, it’s entertaining to escape to fantastic worlds where the characters are in constant danger, and you’re safe and sound on your couch. But some people’s reality is that they cannot escape the perils above.
I’ve known my friend Natalie for over five years, and the stories about her battle with MS are as troubling as they come. Double-vision. Pain. Losing feeling in her legs. The list of symptoms go on, and she has a demanding job and a family to lead. Sometimes her affliction makes it difficult to do the things that otherwise healthy people take for granted. It’s easy to feel helpless as someone who can never fully understand her struggle.
But every year, like clockwork, Natalie walks for a cure. In the past, I’ve donated and walked, but I always wished I could do more. This year, I’m using my platform as an indie author to bring awareness and ask for your help.