That Moment

With the recent anniversary of my MS diagnosis I have been thinking about that moment. 
I thought the memorable moment that would stick in my mind would be hearing those words from my doctor...."You have MS" 
But while I do recall him saying those words to me, it isn't that moment.

The moment that sticks in my mind is minutes after I left my doctors office and was sitting in my car.  The tears started, I couldn't stop the flow and I couldn't catch my breath.  I was panicked and while I had assumed I had MS, the harsh truth of those words spoken by my doctor were finally sinking in.  And in that moment I experienced that moment.

A simple text from a friend, " Be strong...whatever the results you are the same person walking out of there as you were going in".

Not only did that text help me in that moment to pull it together, to drive home, to call my husband, to pick up my kids, to live my life that first day.  It has also become that moment that I refer to even months and years later in my dark times.  That moment has offered me reassurance and comfort when I needed it most.
I could say that this friend probably has no idea the impact she has made on my life and how that moment has given me so much, but I think she knows.  I hope she knows.