As a Multiple Sclerosis patient, it has become necessary for me to reinvent myself. I have ... and continue to ... refuse to lie down and die, or in this case, follow the normally prescribed drugs and treatments that do nothing to defeat my disease. I am not only surviving by pursuing alternatives, I am thriving. I do the things specialists told me I would never be able to do. I walk and hope to one day even run regularly. I retain my cognitive and creative abilities for the pleasure of my readers. Although you may never see me on my daily walk, you are welcome to read my novel(s) and in doing so, come to ask yourself, "How can the 'out of the box' protocol she has followed, help my loved one with an autoimmune disease like Multiple Sclerosis?"


The Light Keepers Daughter -Excerpt-

Her heartbeat drummed through her temples as Lawrence slipped his hand into his pocket. "Belle, I love you. I want you to be with me forever. Will you--"


With the urgency of a tempest blowing in from the sea, Mrs. Rinehart swept onto the terrace and grabbed her son by his arm. "Lawrence, I've been looking everywhere for you. There's an emergency. You must come with me, now." The band stopped to change the tempo of the music.

"What, Mother? What's wrong?"

"Just come. I'll tell you." She took Lawrence by the arm and dragged him off the terrace, leaving Belle standing alone in a semi-trance. Was he about to propose marriage?

Lawrence was gone. His mother led the way, and he followed. Belle waited, fidgeted with her gloves, and tapped her foot on the soft carpet to keep her knees from trembling. Maybe Papa had been right. Maybe she didn't belong here.
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