Today marks my 32nd anniversary of having diabetes. Ok, not today exactly. We just know it was within this week. I haven’t written in this blog for years. In fact, I had forgotten about it for a while until today creeped up one me.
I remember (reverence , celebrate, honor, whatever word I can use them all) this day every yr. This week changed my life for forever. It changed how I looked at and lived my life. Not all for the worse I might add. I have, ever since I’ve been diagnosed viewed death very differently than a lot of my peers. It has been more present and pressing for me. Not as shocking have you. In the past yr I have lost over 150 pounds (more on that another time), and I have gained an even newer zeal and lease on life. I have started realizing that I want and need to take in every moment possible and live life to the fullest. You never know how long you have, diabetic or not. Here’s to anyone out there—-join me on this journey we call life and let’s try and make it the best life possible!
