There were times when I didn't remember moments in my life. It could have been a simple moment that appeared to me as a black hole while trying to search unsuccessfully for that memory - all I wanted to do was crawl under a blanket and wake up to simpler days ahead. Maybe it's the lesions on my brain that causes my memory to play peek a boo with me at times - it really started back in 2013 when I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. Truth is, our memory changes over time. With that in mind, I'm glad I wrote about my journey along the way (just in case I need to play read-a-boo with my memory if it's not at its peak prime). Here are bits and pieces of what I 'rememoir' of my life. Grab your coffee, tea, green juice or your martini because this is that kind of book where you take a break and enjoy a positive distraction while getting lost in the illusion of time.