I am in a funk. As a child I wanted her as a big sister, a best friend. When she went public with having MS, I wished her well and wanted to know why her? So undeserving of such a terrible disease.
and now, the wonderful, beautiful and gracious Annette Funicello is gone.
and now, I have the same diagnosis that she shared with the world.
and now, I can’t help but be scared that her last years are ahead of me. That I never had her wonder, beauty and can’t hope to have her grace as I fight it and one day succumb.
so today, as the world mourns, I will mourn for Annette, others with MS, and the lives we will not have. Today I will allow the funk to overwhelm me. And tomorrow I will pick myself up and fight another day.