tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post2532154014036226424..comments2024-01-22T00:46:35.341-08:00Comments on Our Diabetic Life: Surrounded.Merihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752883120541646427noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-70148284903102897752013-04-13T05:14:29.728-07:002013-04-13T05:14:29.728-07:00Meri. I.HEART.YOU!Meri. I.HEART.YOU!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00895126112651188056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-74584928181884517522013-04-12T20:27:38.643-07:002013-04-12T20:27:38.643-07:00Just wanted to drop some love here and let you kno...Just wanted to drop some love here and let you know you're heard. I am relatively certain you need to stop feeling guilty about how much or how little you grieve. You can't grieve incorrectly. I believe that. Just like there's no one way we're supposed to feel about a diagnosis of diabetes, there's no one way you're supposed to miss Ryan. On the days when you have to back burner it, as you say, you're absolutely still feeling him, his presence, and his absence. There's no shame in that. As for the pancreases, I've obviously got no help for you there. I'm managing just my own (or lack thereof, it seems) and I can't get good numbers half the time. ;)Melissa Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06747902932015381590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-65885053342958204702013-04-12T07:24:40.102-07:002013-04-12T07:24:40.102-07:00God doesn't call the equipped, he equips the c...God doesn't call the equipped, he equips the called. You are an encouragement to so many. Thank you for sharing your struggles as well as your victories. It helps me believe that I too can be equipped! Robin in GA with 2 T1D boysAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-30702484694864659202013-04-12T06:16:08.222-07:002013-04-12T06:16:08.222-07:00Meri - we're not perfect and we're not sup...Meri - we're not perfect and we're not supposed to be. Jesus died for us because of our sins and imperfections. Lean on Him during these pendulum swinging diabetes days. Andrew is experiencing some shifts since the weather change himself. You do an amazing job and your boys know that! I pray that God continues to have His hand on your family. Our Diabetic Warriorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16393427566036373398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-84339093736016603422013-04-11T12:52:10.360-07:002013-04-11T12:52:10.360-07:00There's no instruction manual on parenting, Me...There's no instruction manual on parenting, Meri. I think we all wonder if we're doing it right enough, and I bet our parents wondered too. <br /><br />I think one thing that helped me, or at least helped me feel better, is literally telling my kids that I've never been a parent before having them, and that I'm going to mess us and make mistakes. And that, most importantly, if we talk about them, we can get through them. Maybe even in one piece, too.Scott K. Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881833642347872927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-25533666505224811082013-04-11T12:27:05.433-07:002013-04-11T12:27:05.433-07:00Standing in for one pancreas is hard, but three - ...Standing in for one pancreas is hard, but three - with three different ecosystems? That's a superhuman job, and I can only imagine how hard. You do it amazingly well and write about it beautifully - hope that provides some solace!Kristinhttp://lukesdday.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-47308214653825243502013-04-11T11:59:11.232-07:002013-04-11T11:59:11.232-07:00Sweet Meri. I can't pretend to know all you...Sweet Meri. I can't pretend to know all you're going through, but I do know how it is to feel like im playing guessing games with a life that is not my own. I want to believe that there are no mistakes, just lessons to learn and reasons why we made that choice in the first place(like we we were guided). All we can do is our best... AND, from what I can see, your best is damn good, my friend!!! SCL MTW Lorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07192247387107228743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-22481973175571751292013-04-11T10:34:03.354-07:002013-04-11T10:34:03.354-07:00Ryans voice is still there letting you know you ar...Ryans voice is still there letting you know you are doing a great job. You just have to listen for it differntly now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-80187329093630070122013-04-11T07:58:20.801-07:002013-04-11T07:58:20.801-07:00When Leo was diagnosed I said to ny dad I feel so ...When Leo was diagnosed I said to ny dad I feel so alone. I knew I wasn't but his reply was you are. We all are and in a way that made me stronger I knew then that this was a fight I had to win no matter how battered and bruised I get along the way. You sound like a fantastic person and you are a super-mum. I have one child with type1 and U have three. If im half as good a parent as you il be proud Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-6314291091580907582013-04-11T07:47:27.881-07:002013-04-11T07:47:27.881-07:00Just think of where those boys would be right now ...Just think of where those boys would be right now without you... I think this is the definition of co-dependency (in a good way). You're doing great.StephenShttp://www.happy-medium.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-84096017608872093742013-04-11T07:17:16.653-07:002013-04-11T07:17:16.653-07:00Much love to you, Meri.Much love to you, Meri.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04857046266371772742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-51092483985574894682013-04-10T22:50:42.701-07:002013-04-10T22:50:42.701-07:00Oh my friend. I really have no words. As I was s...Oh my friend. I really have no words. As I was sitting here thinking of something encouraging to say, I had a flashback to one of my old posts and a poem that I wrote about Jada, but is so fitting for you in so many ways. I tried to post the link here, but my iPad is being difficult. I'll post it on Facebook instead. God will meet you my friend. I don't know how or where, but He is faithful. I heart you lots and lots and lots! Make sure you read your own comment at the end. :)Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842687454353803647noreply@blogger.com