I am the mom.
I cannot fall apart.
When chaos rips through our core, I must hold it together.
When blood drops stain our dreams, I must look past them.
When darkness threatens, I must find light.
When the world turns their backs, I must never give up.
I am the mom.
I only know one way to love.
I am the mom.
I only know one way to love.
Passionately.
I am the mom.
I must have hope.
Tell me, Reader....what do YOU hope for?
I love that post. I hope for a lot of things, but most of all, I hope for a cure. Even though it is hard because I don't want to be disappointed. I hope that Lovebug will grow up and live a full life without suffering from complications of this horrible disease. I have heard to many "horror" stories lately and I just have to hope that Lovebug won't end up being one of those horrible statistics.
ReplyDeleteLove this post, Wendy! There's so much we can hope for, but what it all boils down to is this....I hope for my child to live a full, happy, healthy life! If she can do that, with or without diabetes, it'll be more than enough for me!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!!!!
ReplyDeleteI must echo Cindy. With or without diabetes, I hope all three of my kids will live full, happy, healthy lives.
The artwork is really interesting. How did you make it? It reminds me of frosting, which made me wonder if you use frosting to treat lows. Also, the first part of the poem, "I am the mom, I cannot fall apart" made me imagine the same idea done in fiber arts with red yarn. I don't know how or if the sun burst could be replicated to work like it does in your art, but that's what popped into my mind.
ReplyDeleteI see many things in this picture and I read between the lines of this post. I see and feel a scattered disapointment which goes deeper than T1D and celiac. I hope for healing where ever it is needed.
ReplyDeleteYou made me cry Wendy. I am the mom too. Thank you for this. It has spoken to my very core.
ReplyDeleteThis REALLY moved me, Wendy. Thank you.
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