This picture makes me happy.
Lora, Wendy, Misty, Me, Joanne
This is why.
I met these women four years ago online. I’m not sure how it started exactly, but we began Sunday night chats not long after getting to know each other. Honestly, most of the chats were refreshing pages, and starting new rooms because someone got lost in cyberspace, but somewhere in the small moments were able to connect, we got to know each other. We got down to the nitty gritty of our lives and spoke about things too personal to put on our blogs.
Somehow the chats got fewer and far between, but thankfully we all became active on Facebook so the interactions didn’t end.
They aren’t all in this picture, but there was a big group of these women that held me up after Ryan’s diagnosis. Because they knew me, and most everything about me, they knew how to help. They knew what I needed, before I even did.
They excelled at being friends when I needed it most.
So arriving at the aptly titled "Friends for Life" and finding some of them there was like Norm walking into Cheers. Like…everyone knew my name. I felt completely comfortable around them. (Maybe too comfortable?) We giggled like little girls about most everything. It was fun just to laugh again. It was fun to get out on the dance floor and dance again. It was fun to be around women that knew what I needed: Love. Support. Friendship. Fun.
Their friendship means the world to me; I love my sisters from other misters!
Also wonderful was meeting up with more friends that I had met online. Sara, Brian and Jeanette. They were all game to hang with our family at the Magic Kingdom and Epcot. It was really nice not having to put our noses in a map the entire time. They knew the good rides, (hello, Jungle Cruise!) And they knew the lame ones. We were able to navigate Disney like professionals. 6 people with diabetes and three without. We pretty much rocked that equation.
Need to eat lunch now? I totally get it.
Need a battery 5 minutes ago? They had it. (Full story HERE.)
Misinterpreting my son on the motor coach to Disney when he said he has 6 units left in his pump, when later it was revealed that he had 6 units on board, (and 70 units left,) only after we McGyvered L’s set with his after lunch? We all laughed about it.
Perfect blood sugars right before getting ice cream? We all cheered.
Hug after hug from Facebook friends and those that read my blog. It was a thrill every time when the synapses fired, and the light bulb went off, realizing who they were. If I miss anything about Ryan, it's his awesome bear hugs. I think my hug tank was filled up at FFL. Hugs for the win!
I’m pretty sure it might be harmful, because in essence, I’m teaching my boys that everyone you meet online is completely awesome.
But, you know, you win some and you lose some as a parent.
Have diabetes, will travel. (And smile the entire time doing it.)