and finding peace in my own skin My first week in rehab was a whirlwind. Therapists, counselors, group therapy, alumni reunion, and so much more I am sure I forgot in the overwhelming haze of it all. In addition to…
and finding peace in my own skin My first week in rehab was a whirlwind. Therapists, counselors, group therapy, alumni reunion, and so much more I am sure I forgot in the overwhelming haze of it all. In addition to…
My mind is a storyteller. My mind, like yours, has one job – to keep me alive. One of my mind’s favorite tools to do so is to tell me stories. It tells me stories to keep me safe, to…
When life and mortality collide I began this blog with a whole slew of ideas and subjects in mind. Many of them partially started and some just floating around in my mind. When I started this endeavor, the number one…
Fear is a powerful driving force For as long as I can remember, I have been driven primarily by fear in a thousand different ways. I have been afraid of being too tall, too husky, too uncoordinated, too boring, too…
Thoughts as another awareness month comes to a close Today is the final day of Diabetes Awareness Month which doesn’t really mean anything to families living with diabetes. I know that might be a strange thing to read but the…
I often hear people living with diabetes say that they don’t want to participate in diabetes-specific groups or activities for a couple of reasons: “Just because I am diabetic doesn’t mean I am going to be friends with someone because…