We did our JDRF walk yesterday... It gets harder and easier each year! I always cry silently the first few steps... in the beginning it was from the fear of the unknown with this disease, now I am just saturated with emotion seeing all of the people... living with type 1. And caring for those living with it, and feeling a kinship to each one! The parents whose eyes speak louder than their words, and the children, stopped on the path to treat a low, drink a juice and move on..... I go back and forth between the immense pride I have for my son, my hero, to crippling fear that I am missing some way to help him, to be here for him.. to cure him. It is a disease that has taken its toll on my family, my job, my life, my choices.... except for one...... I will not let it defeat us! Good days, bad days.... they are all still days.... days Nick is here with me... .. here giving me crap about cleaning his room, calling from school because he forgot something ( like an insulin pump!) forgetting to take the trash out.... normal kid things... Nick is here..... And this morning after our 12th walk.... I am so very proud of him... and full of worry , hope.. and mostly love....... and for today... I chose the hope and love. God Bless you Nick.... Your Mom loves you! ( Now... clean your room!)
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 13:44:58 +0000
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