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These are the posts I hate writing.
It means another family is hurting. Another baby doesn't understand what is happening. Another mom is spending her days crying and her nights not sleeping.
It opens the scabs of wounds that will never really heal, and makes me remember things I'd rather forget.
But I'm also glad I CAN write these posts. That connections will be made. A whole community will show up and welcome a new member.
And that a family can find hope. A baby will grow and thrive. And a Mom will realize that she can do this, and it's going to be okay.
And it helps me to remember just how far I have come since those first days.
DOC, meet Alyson and her precious little guy, Carter. He was diagnosed back in November at 17 months. Please go show her the awesomeness that is the people of the DOC.
The other day I received the following email:
I stumbled on your blog a couple weeks ago, through a friend who’s daughter was diagnosed with diabetes earlier in the year. My 9 year old, after seeing a picture of my friend’s daughter in PICU (her penpal for a long time now) and after our youngest daughter had a seizure and the only thing “off” was her blood sugar…so we monitor her, my 9 year old wanted to do something to help kids with diabetes. So she came up with Cranes4aCure . She is up to $659. she has raised for JDRF. Every day she reads about different kids with diabetes, and she would like to know if you would mind her posting a picture of Elise on her blog (linking it back to your blog) and she would like to make a crane in her name. I look forward to hearing from you.
Can I just say I love hearing stories about kids like Lizzie?
Not to get all curmudgeon-y on you, but I've noticed a discouraging trend in the kids I've seen lately.
Like the 4 year old who told me she only wears a certain brand name of shoe, because the kids who don't, get made fun of. She's F-O-U-R.
Or the pack of 10 years olds I saw at Jamba Juice the other day. Enough make-up to make Lady Gaga look tame. Fingers flying on their phones as they facebooked, texted, and tweeted their meanness. I listened as they cackled things like:
"LikeohmyGod, Jane is such a hag! I'm totally slamming her on her wall"
"Liketotally! You should see what I just tweeted about Kim!"
"LiketotallyohmyGodyouguys! That is soooo funny!"
Ugh. Sometimes I weep for the future.
But I am thankful for kids like Lizzie, who bring balance back to the universe. Please go check out her website and post about Elise here, and make a donation if you can.
And thank you Lizzie, on behalf of Elise and all who live with type 1. Not only are your raising funds for a cure, but you are bringing awareness to people about type 1 diabetes. I am so impressed at your initiative, drive, and sweet spirit. Thank you from the bottom of this D-Mom's grateful heart!
