A letter to … multiple sclerosis
The letter you always wanted to write
I wasn't properly introduced to you until 2005, when I was nine, but I remember Mam and Dad sitting me down for the first time when I was six and explaining why Dad had a funny walk. My response was: "I want my next daddy to be fit." Everyone just laughed it off. I used to hobble behind my dad, copying his posture and facial expressions. He would laugh and swing me high up in the air. I felt as if I was flying. My dad being 6ft 5in, I virtually was......