We Share-in Derek Jeter’s Secret Weapon…….a Mom……Just Like You!!

Derek's MomIf you are any type of sports fan, this was a once in a lifetime weekend.  If you are a mom, you know the feeling all too well.  Derek Jeter’s retirement from baseball closes a chapter of a once-in-a-lifetime player.  One our grandchildren will ask about.  During all of the fanfare, since last Thursday’s storybook ending at Yankee stadium, I was captivated by Derek Jeter’s mom.

Why?  Because she was such a mom, that’s why.

We could talk about Derek’s upbringing and how he credits his parents for what he has become and why the world thinks he is such a class act but it was the actions of Dorothy, his mom, that I found so natural.  I was drawn to her on every camera shot.

Each time the camera showed his parents, his mom’s reactions were so identifiable as a move a mom, any mom, would do.  Biting a lip, wringing her hands, staring intently, and crying when she did could be identified by any mom and any thing they attend for their child.

This weekend closed a book on a most incredible career, but to Dorothy Jeter, it was just being with her son; as she always has been; that served as a reminder and a tribute to every mom.

Early, very early, in his career when he was not doing well, she remind him that he could always come home.  Every time she watched him play, it was just ‘her Derek’ who always loved baseball who was playing.  The world of sports, and beyond, adored Mr. November—–she just loved Derek.

She is every mom.

In as much as the spotlight on Derek forced the light to spill onto his parents, it was clear that this man’s feet were planted the way they were in respect, humility, and confidence because of who was waiting for him at home each night.

As I watched this weekend unfold, I thought of all the moms out there who do not have a “Derek Jeter”; they have a Susie, a Bob, a Nancy, a Tiffany, a Mark, A Kyle or any child who are just who they are because they have you on the sidelines.  Dorothy Jeter is no different from any other mom out there.

They are just there.

Good times, bad times, happy times, proud times, teachable times and every other time that comes along, moms are there.  Up at 2 am, moms are there.  Hoping for their child, they are there.  They cheer when 45,000 cheer and they cheer alone…..for their child.  And that is what makes us so special.  We have a mom on the sideline cheering us as no other.

So it was clear to me this weekend that Derek Jeter was a very unique and gifted athlete; and the likes of him comes once in a very long while.  His mom is extremely gifted also, but from my viewpoint we can take much away from the fact that she loved her son and was there for him; how lucky that most of us have that as well.  We have that same loving mother who is beside us through everything, unconditionally.  Our one-person cheering section through it all.

It’s what we do with what they give us that will decide how proud we make her.  Living to our potential is all they ask………and in their minds living to our potential is good enough for their hall of fame.   And THAT is good enough for me.

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Today Marks A Journey of Twenty Two Years—–What a Lesson!!!!

Kaitlyn Face CroppedIt is almost to the minute that my beeper went off 22 years ago.  On the screen were three numbers 9-1-1; something was very wrong at home.  Our ‘code’ had been implemented.  When created we, of course, thought it would never be needed, but there we were and the result would change our lives forever.

Kaitlyn at the age of two was diagnosed with diabetes.

So much has changed since that day—-even 9-1-1 would take on a whole new meaning nine years later in 2001.  What almost destroyed us morally, financially, and spiritually would be turned around into a strength I could never have imagined all based on one principle; diabetes would not do in our house; it would not win. Ever.

If you have diabetes as the new normal in your house recently, or even for a few years now; I would like to take today, Kaitlyn’s Diaversary (as so many call it) of today and share with you a few thoughts.   A few things that only 22 years of being a parent to a child with diabetes has taught me; or could teach me.

–Some people do not like when I say if you do not own diabetes, it surely will own you.  But I have found that to be true to this day.  And the way you own it is with knowledge.  We did everything we could to be updated and knowledgeable of not only management but where we decided to spend our time advocating.  We asked a million questions.  We demanded answers.  This has served us well.  the more you know, the more you will want to know more in this EVER CHANGING world.

–Diabetes will not stop anything.  We have lived by that belief.  Since the day Kaitlyn was diagnosed, diabetes would not be given the freedom to dictate her life.  When Kaitlyn said at the ripe ol’ age of nine “I have diabetes, diabetes IS NOT who I am”; the marching orders were loud and clear.  She would be allowed to try anything and everything as any other child who does not live with diabetes.  Sometimes that meant painfully holding back and allowing her to go forward.  THIS was not easy.  So many things could have happened but we knew as long as we ‘stood ready’ (even without her knowing sometimes), what she wanted to do in this life——-we let her.  Tough to hold back, not do, stand aside, watch from a distance; but we knew we had to and we did.

–We are never safe from life.  Because you have a child with diabetes you are ‘not done’.  Life can still throw crap at you and you have to at least acknowledge that point.  Set backs, another child diagnosed (which happened), long nights and even death was a factor on the table to face realistically.  But here is the difference; you can be paralyzed by that fear or you can live in RESPECT of that fear.  Respecting something means you will do everything you can to understand it; to know it; to learn about it; and at any cost make sure it is the pathway to travel.  Fear never ruled the way we did anything.  With all we learned, and all we know, we would do our best and after that we had no say in the matter.  It is up to God or whom/what-ever you believe.  But those were not just words….it IS HOW we lived.  Life can throw curveballs; be ready.  Life will always be just that, life.  We surely have been knocked down and each time (and perhaps bruised) we got up and continued.  Continuing is the key point.  Always continue.

–Believe in some thing, a group, and/or a cause—-and give them what you can.  I will not stop believing one iota that we will see a cure in Kaitlyn’s (and Rob’s) lifetime.  It gets my full attention.  I live by “don’t do nothing”.  My belief is also my career and no one knows more than I how fortunate I am that it has worked out this way.  I also know that many pathways need support and truly respect that others give energy to places/causes that they feel so passionate.  We all want attention to a cure/better management tools/ better education/to serve those in need/advocacy/awareness/supplies to everyone in need/and-so-much-more but the simple truth is that just one person cannot do all of that so it’s important that some pick-up something to give their full attention; but just as important is that we still support others.  I have learned that we all rise or fall together in this diabetes community.  All causes are important, just don’t do nothing.  Choose and run…..full speed (however that defines you).

–Mistakes.  I have said it a million times, no one has made more mistakes at this ‘diabetes thing’ more than I.  Whether it was the care for my two kids, or in dealing with diabetes in our community, I have made some real doozies.  But at the end of the day, we are all up at all hours dealing with this disease and until such time we are not; no single error is bigger than the fact that we must all continue at the very thing that got us started in the first place.  Diabetes is bigger than any one action any of us do—-the simple truth; it will be here tomorrow waiting so get back at it each and every time.

–Education.  This is the single best topic I can share with you.  At the end of the day, it all comes down to WHAT YOU know about diabetes.  In 22 years, we have never thought this aspect was completed.  You can speak to others, you can read, you can research, and with the ‘online’ aspect of today, everything is at your fingertips.  The single best gift you can give your child…….is knowledge.  You cannot give that until you know it.  Learn everything you can and open your mind to the fact that the way you are doing things, may be done better.  Maybe not; but know the difference and be ready to learn and also listen to your children.  Hear them.  They have something to tell you as well.  They are teachers as well and sometimes your best source of diabetes education. Challenge yourself, your medical team, and the organizations you advocate for at every given turn to do and be better.  All boats rise together.

I believe all those who have lived with this disease are heroes.  Kids doing what they are doing each day, and those who ‘lived it’ and share with us their experiences humble me to my knees.  Their blogs, sessions, and willingness to share with such honesty is mind-boggling.  Giving back to others is so important and we do what we do because so many did with us and continue to do so to this day.  I also know that MANY, MANY friends and family have joined us in this battle and they came forth with whatever talents and/or resources they have/had and we are beyond grateful.

Kaitlyn is actively pursuing her dream in the medical field.  Every single dream she has/had pursued from the age of 2 to today at the age of 24; she changed directions when she needed but the direction taken was never once——not once–dictated by diabetes.  She is my biggest teacher, (and now with her brother) my biggest desire to pursue a cure, my biggest inspiration, and more than anything else….she is a force to be reckoned with when she sets her mind to do something…….because “she has diabetes, diabetes is not who she is”.

Twenty two years baby, I’ll stay at it as long as you do.  KKNN

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Not a Cell Phone…..Pump Ripped Off Child at School……Remember That???

GrabbingSo by now school is very much underway.  Kinks should be worked out and everything is going as smooth as glass……right?  We can only hope.

I saw a mom asking for advice on an issue that happened in school and one response stated that she should ‘march right down’ to the school and demand to be heard.

Maybe.

It’s very easy to tell someone that some serious kicking of butt is in order when one is not in the wake of living in that situation moving forward.  How serious was the issue and how does it compare to the famous(infamous) story of the pump and the cell phone.  Know that one?

Well it turns out that years ago (2005 I believe) a substitute teacher at a school heard a beeping from a child’s insulin pump and told the student that cell phones were not allowed in school.  When the disbelieving school official was told it was not a phone, he continued to reach to the child’s belt and ‘ripped’ the insulin pump off the child.  Talk about a story that defined horror.

Even though the story happened years ago, it still makes us cringe, doesn’t it?  It should.

I share that horrendous story because THAT has always been my barometer for ‘marching anywhere’ when it comes to diabetes at school when I THINK that something wrong had occurred.  When my first reaction is to ‘go crazy’, thinking of this story always reminded me to ‘pull it back’.  Ask yourself, “How bad is the issue…..really?”

To be clear.  When things occur, they should be corrected and there are certainly different levels of frustration when they do occur.  But you have a long, long time to be in a relationship at school and friction plus friction will always equal heat.  Heated discussions are no good for anyone.

Again, issues will arise and they need the proper attention but the attention you give can be just as much firm AND respectful as anything else.  We forget that school officials are people with issues just like us. This does not excuse ANYthing, but rather, just something to remember.

And if they have not ‘ripped your child’s insulin pump off’—-perhaps the issue can be resolved in a discussion.  May not be such a bad thought to consider when dealing with any mistake someone makes with your child’s diabetes.  We have enough to make our blood pressure rise with the mistakes we make ourselves.

Food for thought.

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When it Comes Right Down to it, If You Don’t Have It—-You Don’t Know!!!!

Think about itI know we think we go through a lot as parents, and we do; and today I want to ask you a question that I want you to think about before you answer.  Think long and hard.

I had a conversation recently with a friend of mine who has T1.  As I listened, I found myself again telling myself; I have no clue what people with diabetes go through.  And I want to ask you the same question; have you ever REALLY THOUGHT about what your kids go through with diabetes?

Really thought about it?????

Everything they do……EVERYTHING…..impacts their diabetes.  Anytime they wake up, and even through the night, they have to make sure their blood sugars are not playing tricks on them and they would make it to the bathroom (or wherever) without feeling ‘out of control’.  Going out. Driving.  Talking on the phone.  Getting ready.  Whatever it is; their quiet check list kicks in and they go through the list.

Can’t remember your cell phone????? Imagine all that someone with diabetes has to ‘remember’.  Now check your personality?  Oh, you do not have diabetes—you don’t have to do that either.  Combative, sad, hyper, anxious…..what is felt at that moment?

We have no clue.

I’m not even going down the roadway with the fears they have as well……and there are many.  And don’t be naïve……if your kids are allowed on the internet; they have looked already……bet on it.

I also know that kids with diabetes have no idea what it is like to be a parent of a child with diabetes (unless they were/are both).  But when you think of EVERYTHING we must go through as parents——it pales significantly when you think about it from their point of view.  That does not mean that our jobs are any small task, but it makes theirs that much larger.  And also remember that no matter what they do or don’t do——-if they did not have diabetes it would not be a reality so also understand that ALL OF IT……is not  their fault.

We can discuss all we want how they need to take care of themselves etc etc etc……I get it.   BELIEVE ME, I get it.

But before you are so quick to ‘jump at them’ for something they did or did not do, try to wear their shoes for a minute before you speak.

Really think about what they go through.

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Wish…..Wish…..(POOF)…Wish Granted!

Tom Sister Anna MarieWho influenced you in your life?  Who had a lasting impression that you can point to and say, “THAT person made a difference” ?  In many, many cases–different and outside of a family member, it was a teacher.  Someone who took the time.  Someone who showed they cared.

Where I grew up, in Hempstead, Long Island; we had a pretty tight-knit community.   If we did not see each other in school, we saw each other on the Little league field, or at church or doing something in the community.  It was the type of community where you left to play at 9:00 am and did mot come home until dark.  There was so much to do.

My grammar school was, what seemed like, a humongous building with windows that six feet across and twelve feet high.   When you rolled them open it felt like you were above the world.  It was in Our Lady of Loretto Grammar School that ‘my influencer’ would be introduced to my life.  She was a woman who had a heart of gold and her name was Sister Annamarie.

Now why would a woman who taught me in second grade have stayed in my mind all these years?  Well if you ever met her, you would know.  Her smile was not just a smile….it radiated an incredible warmth.  Her laugh came naturally and often.  Her touch of a shoulder, or an arm around you made you feel special.  Even if she became angry at us, being kids, her threat of “thirty lashes with a wet noodle” would just make us laugh……..and more than that; we would do as she instructed.  Because we had to?  No, because we wanted to and THAT in itself is a gift.

It was a weekend when the Pope decided (in whatever process they used to determine such things) that nuns no longer needed to wear ‘their habits’, if they chose not to.  Sister Anaamarie, being in her twenties at the time, decided that ‘the habit’ needed to go.  She was the first of three in our school who never wore it again.

Now unless you were bought up Catholic, and you were used to seeing the nuns wear their habits on their heads, you probably have no idea what that means.  Trust me….it was a BIG DEAL at the time.  This formal head-wear came in all shapes and sizes and in on one TV show even allowed a nun to fly (The Flying Nun starring Sally Field).

But it was not the habit, nor the not-wearing-of-the-habit that made Sister Annamarie so special, although her not wearing it just solidified to us kids just ‘how cool’ she was.  It is important that I point out that nuns always had a ‘persona’ of holiness and respect and almost ‘unapproachable’ stature.  They were not people, they were above that, they were…..well…….nuns.

Sister Annamarie seemed determined to break down these auras and show people who nus were just people.  People with an incredible capacity to love and to do God’s work with a song in their heart.  It was not uncommon to see her playing kickball or softball with us kids.  She would stop and talk to people and she made kids feel wonderful…….about themselves; and I was one of those fortunate ones.

She was a strong supporter of education, not just for ‘her kids’ but for herself and she made darn sure that she would attend as much University time as she could.  She made learning fun and she also reminded everyone in her very existence that life was ‘for the grabbing’ and if one did not ‘grab it’, it was their own fault.

She embraced change and she has done much work for The Sisters in her Order who needed all sorts of help along the way.  Sisters are, after all, just people as she would remind us.  People who live life and face problems themselves. People who live life to the fullest as well.  People who even do things like, love baseball, as she did for her beloved Minnesota Twins.  She showed us that doing God’s work had many sides showing many things…….mostly love.

School ended, life moved on, and I would always be grateful to this wonderful and beautiful lady.  Who was THAT person in your life? Please share with us your story.
I have wished for so long that, at some point, I would be given the opportunity to thank her.  Recently, on a grammar school FB page, we were discussing favorite teachers, and of course her name came up and I typed how I would love to reach out to her…….just to say thank you.

Sister Annmarie 2014Well I was supplied the info, I reached out, and I met with her recently and was given my opportunity to tell her how much she meant to me in my life.  We had lunch together and spoke for hours.  She is still as incredible as she always was and her life was full of amazing stories.  I gave her a big hug and a kiss when I left and was given the opportunity I had sought……………..to thank her.

Not many people get that opportunity.  And that, was a blessing.

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Hugs!!!!!

Hugs bearWhether ‘virtual’ or being right next to someone and receiving it, there is truly nothing like a hug.

Hugs are the perfect way to soothe an aching heart or allow someone to know just how much you care about them at a given moment.  If you have not seen someone in a long time, meeting them with a hug just says so much doesn’t it?

Some people are very wary of hugs, almost like you are invading their space.  I feel very sorry for people who do not like hugs because I surely like to give them.  I like receiving them too.   There are different types of hugs.

“Hi Hug”. This is the hug when you meet someone who you like and you know you are just very happy to see them. “Happy Hug” is used when you are together and (for example) your team scores a touchdown in a championship game–a shared experience. “Hurt Hug” is used when you visit someone at the loss of a loved one (for example).  That warm feeling that makes you want to help take away the pain of a loved one.  It is also used on hearing bad news and someone wants to know that they will help you ‘through this’ whatever ‘this’ may be. <<>> or “Virtual Hug’ I want to be with you but I am only seeing this on FB and live nowhere near you so please accept that I would be hugging you if I were with you. “Cute Hug” is the ones we give our pets.  Hugging an animal when all else cannot be done, is a great substitute for an immediate hug. “Group Hug” is the collection of many people who hug together—-every family needs to experience a group hug more often than not.

When do you hug?  Let us know.

So there are many ways to be hugged, and many reasons why one should be hugged.  The bigger the hug (commonly called a bear hug) the better someone will feel……so give someone a hug today, even a virtual one—-you will both feel better.

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Your Child’s Diabetes…..Is FEAR Lighting the Way????

FearThe decision-making process, dealing with diabetes, has so many factors leading us to a conclusion.  The question we must continue to ask ourselves is what decisions are being made based upon good sound judgment and what decisions are being made base on absolute fear?

Being cautious is different from being fearful and I think it’s important to recognize the difference.  I read recently that a child wanted to be separated from their parents for a while and the parent told them absolutely not.  As I read this, and there certainly might have been a reason the mom did not share, but the fear shown got me to thinking.

The child was a teenager, it was only a short time, and I just could not figure out the reason.  When someone had asked for ‘the why’, the only answer I could see was that ‘the mom’ didn’t think the teen age child could take care of himself.

Fear.

There are so many things we, as parents, must teach ourselves regarding ‘letting go’ for our kids to go forth and become active participants of this wonderful world we live in.  Make sure that their diabetes is in that mix.  The philosophy that they will have this disease for the rest of their lives, and we will take care of it for them for as long as we can because of that reason, is a philosophy that needs to be cautious.

The faster they ‘take-on’ their own management and the less reliant they are on someone ‘doing to for them’, the more they will understand.  The more they understand, the more they will accept.  The more they accept, the better management they will have in the long run.

Taking care of it because it is necessary and taking care of it out of the fear that you will do a better job is the question we must constantly answer.  One young man decided he no longer wanted any devices attached to him.  No more pump, no more CGM.  Although the parents thought the complete opposite, it took a great deal of control to let the teenager (late teenager) make that call and see what the result would be.

The fear came into play but they did not act on fear.  They discussed and he believed that for him, at that moment, MDI (multiple daily injections) were his best course of action.  They allowed him to make the call.  The result: his A1C dropped 2 points.

Now I’m not going to discuss which management is correct because I have very strong feelings on it and  know you do also.  My point?  Sometimes, it is good to allow fear to heighten your senses to weigh all options, but in the end—-fear cannot be the driving force in the decision process.

DO NOT let fear be the only reason you conclude on an action-step in your child’s diabetes.  Make the decision based on an approach that weighs ALL FACTORS and allows you a clear head to move forward.

Easy?  Of course not but fear, listened to too often, will paralyze your process which will not help anyone.  Fear to the point of caution, being part of the process is not what I am talking about.  Actions based only on fear is what I am talking about.  Don’t give in to it.

You can be afraid of the dark to the point of being cautious.  But sometimes the only way to over come that fear is to walk in the room and turn on the light.  Think about it.

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PWDs & Parents!!! Your Input Please….The Role of Girl/Boyfriends?

discussionThere are so many people who interact with people with diabetes.  They have friends, relatives, and at some point a boyfriend and/or girlfriend.  I have always found myself looking to see what the people around my kids do, regarding their diabetes.  Will it be that the role of us, “the diabetes police'” is something that we want and/or need to transfer over to the person our kids are dating.

What are the conversations they have?  Our kids cannot, really, set the parameters on how we deal with their diabetes.  If we were there from the onset, we felt the responsibility to make sure they live as healthy a life as possible and that means….well….sometimes we become a ‘pain the butt’.  And that was just the way it was, but those rules change when we are not around.

In a relationship, do PWD immediately put ‘that’ to an end and ‘kabash it’, or do they allow it.  If the boyfriend or the girlfriend say, “did you check your blood sugar”……do they immediately say, “don’t start that, you are not my parents”. 

How does it work in a relationship?  Is diabetes concern OFF limits?”  Is it the elephant in the room that no one talks about.  Do my kids NOT TALK about it while in a relationship?

Do we, as parents, have the right to enlist a boyfriend or girlfriend that THEY NEED to look after our child?  Today I ask people with diabetes who are older and have been through the dating scene, when you started dating what role did that person have in your diabetes?  What did you want them to do?  What did you allow them to do, if anything?  Parents, what do you think you have the right to say and/or do?

I seek your candor.

A discussion please and so everyone can see it…please answer as a reply to this post and not just on the FB page where you see this.  Thanks.

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Diabetes:The Snowflake Disease…..Something to Remember in Our Frozen World!!

frozen snowflakeI was thrilled to hear John Lasseter discuss how his son’s life with diabetes was an influence on a character (Elsa) in his smash film, Frozen.  I have, for over 20 years, called T1 Diabetes, the Snowflake Disease.  And for some reason, the two now ‘just seem correctly connected’.

My term, Snowflake Disease has always been a real good teaching tool for me when I have lectured and when I have written, and also have remembered when I needed it.  It has many meanings that are important to remember as we go through life with the new normal, called diabetes.

The first meaning is that diabetes is not the same in any two people.  They are as different as….well…..snowflakes (get it?  cute, huh?).  This is such an important thing to remember.  Because something that works for one person does not mean that it will work with someone else.  I have always found it so interesting to ‘watch’ debates happen online over management aspects because the simple rule is, your child’s diabetes is not my child’s diabetes.  With the exception of something so outrageous that it is a unified no-no, discussions of differences should be minimum, at best, because something that impacts my child may impact your child very, and completely, differently.

This is crucial as you seek advice.  You can ask a question and get 5 different answers……all are correct…..BUT IN THAT child’s life.  Remember that point.

The second meaning, and I have said this before; you can live second-by-second on one day wearing even the same clothes as you do on the next day; and the way diabetes reacts can be completely different.  Many times, a parent will write that their child ate ‘such-and-such’ and their child’s number spiked.  Why?  Got an hour for an explanation?

There are so many factors, some of which are not completely understood, on what impacts diabetes on a daily basis.  Again, different from Monday to Tuesday; no matter what you do—–like snowflakes.

So what do we do?  Well for one thing be ready.  I have often thought that the people who do best in dealing with diabetes are the ones that roll with everything.  You cannot do anything when ‘things happen’, but you can surely do something about how it impacts you.

Every time you get behind the wheel of your car, you have no idea what will enter your path and you adjust as you drive.  Diabetes?  Not SO DIFFERENT that we can’t adjust, speed up, slow down, move left and move right as needed.

Some times we feel so alone that it seems like a cold dark corner in our frozen world of diabetes.  Knowing that it will get better in time and that it can be different from one day to the next will help us see THAT WARM sunlight will return again.  Remember; snowflake; different all the time.  Roll with it and “let it go” and you too will say……the cold never bothered me anyway!!!!!

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Diabetes Platform?……..It Should not be Reserved ONLY for Miss America

crownI had this thought (that surprise you?).  For the last few months I have watched as Sierra Sandison, Miss Idaho, Miss America-top-online-vote-getter; as she shouted from the mountain tops about having diabetes while she competed for the Miss America crown.  Took a lot of guts to do that, didn’t it?

Not easy to go out there and say, I wear an insulin pump.  It became a big deal to our community.  Our kids became inspired.  Our kids, in some instances felt….well…less different.  Diabetes in the national spotlight was such a bold move.  We all saw it and thought how wonderful.

Now take it to your living room.   If the media made such a big deal about Sierra having diabetes and wearing the pump, and ‘showing the world'; know that your child does this same thing every single day.

But without the fanfare.

If we thought it was such a big deal that someone would take ‘this diabetes thing’ to a level of showing the world……think, for just a second, what they go through everyday showing the world…..that it is okay.  They make it okay.

Yes it’s brave to go out there like Sierra did, we all said it, we all came together and voted for her to prove the point.  We as a community voted her into being a finalist.  We voted.  But yet, our kids do it every single day, don’t they?  They ‘go out there’.  They get little for their efforts, they are just being a kid.  They put it out there every day.

Don’t let a person in the limelight be the only ‘thunder’ your child with diabetes hears.  In between the million questions of ‘what was your number’, ‘write your number down’, and being the diabetes police we are every day……remember they do what Sierra does every day also.  They just do it without the possibility of winning a crown.

What Sierra did was terrific………what all people with diabetes do every day…..is no less than heroic.

Let them know.  Give them your vote……every day.

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