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Impossible………Really Means “I’m-Possible”…….to Make a Difference.

I’m always touched by the strength of families who do so much to make “Hope” a reality.  The biggest hope I will always have is for a cure for this disease.  I know, I know, I KNOW so many say that they are tired of hearing about a cure.  It has been promised so long.  […]

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Parents, Like Protecting Lions, are the Diabetes ‘Blue’ Circle of Life

The call comes in. Another child is diagnosed with type one diabetes. Another family is impacted and changed forever. The call comes in. I’m surely not an island when it comes to this type thing, many take the call when it  happens.  We have been there.  We become the ‘one’ people call for whatever the […]

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Kids Who ‘DO’ Because They Care for YOUR Child with Diabetes

I have stated often that “I have to do this”.  For my kids, I would do anything and I do not merely get up in the morning, I pretty much jump out of bed because I know something GREAT will happen in this cause that has, in essence, chosen me.  It is pretty much the largest percentage […]

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We Are Our Children’s ‘Diabetes Training Wheels’!!!!

As I traveled to work yesterday, I came upon a man who was teaching his child how to ride a bicycle.  With his one hand he grabbed the seat, and the bike leaned at an angle to the left as his son made his way down the street leaning heavily upon the training wheels as the little boy tried […]

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When I Used To Sing To You…..A Poem the Night You Were Diagnosed.

When you were born, I used to sing to you. I picked a great song, one from Broadway of course, It was called “Nothing’s Gonna Harm You” I would sing it to you When I used to sing to you. When you were hurting, I used to sing to you. It was from Sweeny Todd, […]

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Do Not Let Diabetes JUST Be a Crap-Shoot

There was a really funny episode of the old Odd Couple television series when Tony Randall (as Felix) writes the word ‘a-s-s-u-m-e’ on a blackboard and he proceeds to circle the word in sections.  When you assume, you make an ‘ass’ out of ‘u’ and ‘me’.  Oscar was completely dumbfounded; it was probably more poignant than […]