Very few things provide relief like a well utilized curse word. Think of when you stub your toe and those artfully crafted cuss-filled verbalizations emerge, the sudden throbbing begins to subside. It's not a coincidence. And if you pause here a hot minute, you'll find I fucking love swearing. Though knowing when it's appropriate takes … Continue reading Colour Me Bad Words
a soul is a resilient thing
Earth Underfoot
**I penned the original version of this poem in March of 2007; it took until September 2008 for me to stop revising it and finally be happy with the outcome. Only to have me reexplore it in February 2021.** This is a photograph (I took) from one of my most treasured places to hike - … Continue reading Earth Underfoot
Realabetes
Realabetes - definition: the ugly, REAL face of Type 1 Diabetes. As you may know, whether through reading my blog (thanks!) or by being a conscious human in this world, there are several types of Diabetes. I myself am a Type 1. Some (ignorant) people refer to this as the bad type; that is incorrect. No disease, … Continue reading Realabetes
Pumped Up: Part 1
When I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes, nearly 20 years go, I was offered an Insulin Pump. My father even offered to help pay for one. But I declined. I was scared. Newly diagnosed, I had a temendous amount to digest and process. And, at that time, there had been a few horror stories … Continue reading Pumped Up: Part 1
Mi Diabetes No Es Tu Diabetes But We Can Still Be Friends
Diabetes is a hot mess. And for a long time, I have allowed that mess to isolate me. A more accurate statment is that I isolated myself because of the mess. The disease not only makes you a hot mess, at times, but is so misunderstood it itself is also a disaster. And it can … Continue reading Mi Diabetes No Es Tu Diabetes But We Can Still Be Friends
A Soul is a Resilient Thing 